Long Nite
(专辑: Mystic Stylez - 1995)
[Koopsta Knicca:] I
got a
plan in command on your ass, bitch This little short young niggas in them caskets You being front black nigga rolled up layed up on your ass, ho Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow Oh there's a
whole lotta demons in my world today Which means you run into a
nigga like Koop, a
nutcase Here I
can tell by tha day it's gonna be a
long night When I
take a
swipe for yo life, my big black butcher knife Now while I'm kicking niggas fiending just to kill 'em, though Before I
go and chief them Swishaz with them Navajos Upon tha mighty Mississippi, bow can I
fucking kick it? You better answer quick before I
hit you for them riches [Lord Infamous:] Punk ass niggas wanna really try to jump up but they know they gonna catch a
couple of my sub-machine gun fire to they jaws I
kick shit flying through tha air, you wanna dare to test me, I
am the
Infamous nightmare, I
wanna break some laws I
practice secret forms of voodoo culture Dead flesh sculpture for my pet vultures Sleeping in tha death defying beyond human measurements Into my private temple in tha middle of Mount Everest Smoking pine as I
sky dive off of mountains In my mind blood squirting high out of fountains Counting corpses in my black fortress In tha hallway painting satanic portraits [DJ Paul:] See it was me, Lil' Buck, and my nigga Lil' Knife And some thug ass fool I
never seen in my life We roll in Bobby's 'Lac with tha gold bones and vogues Full grain, cloth top, sturdy pulling them hoes The
nigga that I
didn't know said he had some on a
weed And stopping by tha crib so he can get up on some cheese I've smelled shit in the
game as soon as he opened his mouth We dropped him off, da fool went behind tha fucking house I
didn't think shit about it but some minutes had to pass Made me really not trust his busta ass I
looked around and something just made my eye switch Twenty mo niggas dressed just like a
bitch Not taking no chances I'm knowing it's a
stick up But when we tried to bail we got blocked by a
pickup Dropped tha fools tryin to test my pimping to see what I'm all about But speaking too soon, I
got blasted when I
stepped up out da Cadillac Vision blur I'm seeing 9-9 I
was up on my back seeing a
6-6 up on a
street sign Lil' Buck slammed right into them durves Made a U
and scooped me as I
cross straight to tha curb My nigga Lil' Knife let tha Tech start ripping me From tha last hoes who still stood on they feet Now we getting tha fuck up out of the
hood That was all wrong but takin some lifes made it right It was a
long night [Juicy J:] It was a
long night when I
was locked down in 201 Back against tha wall smokin a
square cuz it ain't no fun Watching niggas fight over phone calls, getting buck Knowing when they get they life sentence man they ass stuck Niggas always nervous cuz they servin bustas with a
swords Pulling tha real killaz, GD's, Crips and Vice Lords Lower level ain't a
joke, a
nigga got his neck broke Thrown to tha ground like a
bitch picking up tha soap But I
wasn't going cause a
nigga like me kept a
shank If a
fool stepped to me his face'll be in tha paint Waiting for a
guard talking smart, it'll be a
fight In 201 locked down it was a
long ass night [Lord Infamous:] We call up the
Devil's nights I
walked down tha hallway where tha walls are lined with candle lights Sacrificing doom when you enter tha Triple 6
gun room Soon I
will choose tha weapon I
find most appropriate For reasons I
take tha Smith & Wesson and a
Mac 10 Paul walked in he grabbed a
street sweeper, Grim Reaper and a
Glock 19 Crunchy Black he took tha goddamn M-16 Buck called up Koopsta, told him to get tha shovel ready for burial of the
bodies Lets put them on Unsolved Mysteries Ease please creep up in tha trees with tha night scope Inhaling on a
blunt of Cambodian red dope Them niggas died in a
blast we stuck they gas in Motha fucking Triple 6
assassins