Havoc, Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Twilight (The Ellsworth Bumpy Johnson EP) lyrics
Havoc [Kejuan Waliek Muchita] Queens/Brooklyn, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Havoc, Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Twilight The Ellsworth Bumpy Johnson EP lyrics]
Francine Hughes: You shot three people
Don't you have any remorse?
Bumpy Johnson: Remorse comes when you
Feel you've done something wrong
Francine Hughes: You don't think
Killing is wrong?
Bumpy Johnson: Innocent people? Yes
There's been thirty five lynchings
This year alone
Depression got people starvin' all
Over the country
Scottsboro Boys in the jail for
A crime they didn't commit
All of that is wrong
Francine Hughes: Yeah, I understand all that
Bumpy Johnson: But?
Francine Hughes: But I don't understand you
You're a perfect gentleman, you're a poet
You're nice to people
You you think about things
And then, within a blink of an eye
You can kill or be killed
Bumpy Johnson: Is there nothing in this
World that you love enough
That you would kill for it or die for it?
Yeah when darkness consumes the
Neighborhood streets
The neighborhood hoods and
The neighborhood creeps
Come out to play with they hats pulled down
And their hoodies pulled low
Below they eyebrows take yo ass in the crib
You not down for madness
'Bout to go down three at night
Night shift workers come home they walk fast
Scared to go through they own block, yeah
It's that bad
The villains making a killin'
Sellin' pieces of weight
E&J inside a hot chamomile tea
Keep em warm 'cause the cold
Air'll cut your skin
It's bleedin' outside but the
Block still clickin'
There's cameras in the hood but
The fiends still smoke
The narcs makin' movies
They lookin' for the role of the
Worlds dumbest criminal caught on
Film while the real criminal minds
Continue to thrive in
The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight
It's 2012 and drugs still movin'
The balance don't stop and the prisons
Is full with scar-faced thugs c's and B's
Who do years and come back
To the same routine
Some say the game over, they must be blind
Bet they don't come through the
Real hoods at night
With that theoretical shit
You shit your drawers
You'll get robbed for your outfit, yeah
Take that off disparity rules the world
The rich is outnumbered
You can't straddle the fence, pick a side
Fucker you got 'til the sun go
Down 'cause when that
Full moon rise then the wolves come out
And the cocaine vampires slingin' hard
White from dusk to dawn
It's nothin' like the movies
We drink holy water, rock crucifixes
And eat garlic and onion chips for dinner
The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight
Yeah and this is right up my alley, P
Likewise, won't let a nigga straddle me
Pull up the cavalry
The salary is runnin' low
At his throat, now tell me what I wanna know
I need addresses, how to access it
You know it's somethin' if you
Got that nigga Hav stressin'
Your mans know I got him
Stockin' up on mad vestes
I been down this road so
This my last ditch effort
No homo, everybody get naked
Play hero, I spin you like a hit record
My goons bipolar, eyes over
Shoulder, and, how ironic
More gruesome when I'm sober
Nocturnal, won't rest 'til I learn you
Taste pussy, got a bitch in your guy circle
I send shots at your cop Colonel
Talkin' all that fly shit that's
What it'll earn you
The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight
Don't you have any remorse?
Bumpy Johnson: Remorse comes when you
Feel you've done something wrong
Francine Hughes: You don't think
Killing is wrong?
Bumpy Johnson: Innocent people? Yes
There's been thirty five lynchings
This year alone
Depression got people starvin' all
Over the country
Scottsboro Boys in the jail for
A crime they didn't commit
All of that is wrong
Francine Hughes: Yeah, I understand all that
Bumpy Johnson: But?
Francine Hughes: But I don't understand you
You're a perfect gentleman, you're a poet
You're nice to people
You you think about things
And then, within a blink of an eye
You can kill or be killed
Bumpy Johnson: Is there nothing in this
World that you love enough
That you would kill for it or die for it?
Yeah when darkness consumes the
Neighborhood streets
The neighborhood hoods and
The neighborhood creeps
Come out to play with they hats pulled down
And their hoodies pulled low
Below they eyebrows take yo ass in the crib
You not down for madness
'Bout to go down three at night
Night shift workers come home they walk fast
Scared to go through they own block, yeah
It's that bad
The villains making a killin'
Sellin' pieces of weight
E&J inside a hot chamomile tea
Keep em warm 'cause the cold
Air'll cut your skin
It's bleedin' outside but the
Block still clickin'
There's cameras in the hood but
The fiends still smoke
The narcs makin' movies
They lookin' for the role of the
Worlds dumbest criminal caught on
Film while the real criminal minds
Continue to thrive in
The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight
It's 2012 and drugs still movin'
The balance don't stop and the prisons
Is full with scar-faced thugs c's and B's
Who do years and come back
To the same routine
Some say the game over, they must be blind
Bet they don't come through the
Real hoods at night
With that theoretical shit
You shit your drawers
You'll get robbed for your outfit, yeah
Take that off disparity rules the world
The rich is outnumbered
You can't straddle the fence, pick a side
Fucker you got 'til the sun go
Down 'cause when that
Full moon rise then the wolves come out
And the cocaine vampires slingin' hard
White from dusk to dawn
It's nothin' like the movies
We drink holy water, rock crucifixes
And eat garlic and onion chips for dinner
The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight
Yeah and this is right up my alley, P
Likewise, won't let a nigga straddle me
Pull up the cavalry
The salary is runnin' low
At his throat, now tell me what I wanna know
I need addresses, how to access it
You know it's somethin' if you
Got that nigga Hav stressin'
Your mans know I got him
Stockin' up on mad vestes
I been down this road so
This my last ditch effort
No homo, everybody get naked
Play hero, I spin you like a hit record
My goons bipolar, eyes over
Shoulder, and, how ironic
More gruesome when I'm sober
Nocturnal, won't rest 'til I learn you
Taste pussy, got a bitch in your guy circle
I send shots at your cop Colonel
Talkin' all that fly shit that's
What it'll earn you
The hood in the twilight you hear guns bark
Street lamps gettin' shot out to
Keep the block dark
We post up in the blackness of the shadows
Where only crackheads and dope
Fiends dare travel
Where police enter at they own risk
If you not from this hood get
Yo ass out the bricks
Most bodies get caught at night
You'll be chokin' on blood starin' up
At the stars in the twilight