Night Vision (feat. Isaac Hayes)

When the sun goes down and the moon comes up
 You can see a lot of things if you look deep enough
 It's all around
 The city skyline, in the nighttime, be the right time, to ball out (Yeah)
 Who's the real pimp, gangster hustler, you call out
 Is it him, is it him or is it, Dukes over there?
 Real recognizes real, so yo, no one cares
 The chief executive mack, in so deep you can't imagine
 I've seen the beatdowns, the gunfights, plus the paddywagon
 See daddy with his pants saggin, pushin whips that's too fly
 Switchin up to a suit and tie, ladies say he's too cute to lie (Forget about it)
 And none of my girls, wanna, talk to you
 Plus, none of my boys, gotta, talk to you
 Cause when you see me, they'll be somewhere in the cut
 And you can't be me, so nip that weak talk in the butt
 The party's crowded, and everyone, is showin love
 Whassup, what's the deal, how's things holdin up? (Whassup young blood?)
 The smooth dude, that moves through, with the utmost precision
 Truly a wiseguy, seein life with my night vision
 See that young blood, comin down the street
 Don't be hypnotized by the stride of his feet
 Pickpockets, streetwalkers, number runners, hustlers
 Lots of ladies, wanna, check me out
 And lots of haters, wanna, X me out
 I got more style than Gucci, Louis or Prada
 Drop more jewels on you, than your uncle or father
 Once this envious kid, was temptin me kid
 To stoop down to his level and cold empty his wig
 He was mad cause his girl wanted up in my world (hahahaha)
 I looked the other way, and she was still, stuck in my world
 Aiyyo; baby wants to run with me, come with me, have fun with me
 I be the man when I'm dipped, or in a t-shirt, and dungarees
 I overheard her man, that was screamin in her ear
 While I nodded to my peeps, who was schemin in the rear
 If he's gon' flip, he's gonna, find out quick
 That I stroll with a click, and we roll mad thick
 He shook my hand and laughed it off, that was his best decision
 We keep it tight aight? Hangin out, with that night vision
 I bust into this night club
 I can see you perpetraters
 Passin out your BID'ness cards
 Wearin your knockoff gators
 Pimps, heartbreakers, dumb-ass Johns
 You got to make a decision, to go witcha instincts
 And rely on your night vision