Tonight (feat. Mobb Deep & Joe Hooker) [2005 Remaster]

I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese

When I release, you lose teeth like Lil' Cease

**** please, blood floods your Dungarees

And that's just the half of my warpath

Laugh now, cry later, I rhyme greater

Than the average player hater and spectators

Buy my CD twice, they see me in the streets

They be like, "Yo, he nice, but that's on the low though"

Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show

I pull out fo'-fo's and go up in they clothes

Short-change ****, snort-'caine ****

Extortion came quicker, bought the Range, ****

Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be

Till Lil' Cease crippled me

Now I play hard, like my girl's nipples be

The game sour like a pickle be, y'all know the rules

Move from BK to New Jeruz, thinking 'bout

All the planes we flew, bitches we ran through

Now the year's new, I lay my game flat

I want my spot back, take two

Motherfuckers mad 'cause I blew, **** envious

Too many **** on my dick, shit strenuous

When my men bust, you just move with such stamina

Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at 'cha

Blood rushin', concussions ain't nothin'

Catch cases, come out fronting, smoking something

Sippin' White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin'

I laced it with the basic, six TV's a system

Knocking Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit

Guard your shit, 'fore I stick you for your re-up

Wipe the pee up, lick shots, woke your seed up

Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, long kiss

Y'all can't see this

That this might be the night

This might be the night, that's right, that's right

This might be the night (Kiss your ass goodbye)

**** playing they hands wrong, that's why they won't last long

Finessed what I was dealt with from the day I was born

While you bent up on that corner, **** plotting and scheming

Up in them little holes, be creeping with Mac demons

**** know not to fuck with my dough

**** know not to fuck with this little bro, I'm ten seconds hit'n'go

Black mask, black truck, chrome rims, Chuk' Timbs

Enough to confuse any witness

Strongest of calibers, is what we only travel with

You gotta get hit, your man dead, so you got a hand in it

Extort y'all, once friends, now we gotta cross y'all

You know the **** with the biggest balls set the new laws

And flip fours, have 'em washing drawers while you up North

Gat to your jugular, getting your salad tossed

Overhearing **** situations, singing like Lou Rawls

Sitting on the stand with no remorse

Y'all can't see this

That this might be the night

This might be the night, that's right, that's right

This might be the night (Kiss your ass goodbye)

Yo, yo, how we do ****, I don't beef, I shoot ****

If I can't get the main character, a few **** then

I don't need no gin to boost me

I got enough steam to blow, somebody gotta go

I got fire in my heart, guns in my car

Cash in my Carhartts, it ain't hard to get 'em

Like blaow when I hit 'em, the **** shit his drawers

When the 40-pound hit him, the fuck these **** thought?

Could it be the fame, maybe it's the two Benz or

Would it be the same if I couldn't claim those?

Fuckin' put holes through your Range Rove'

Cocksucker, beat it, while you bleedin' on the dashboard

**** get, what they hand call for, I'm gettin' rich

You get deaded, I get erections over revenge, kid

You get a quiet spot in the shade for a grave

I'll lay a **** down and steam roll away

Y'all can't see this

That this might be the night

This might be the night, that's right, that's right

This might be the night (Kiss your ass goodbye)

Y'all can't see this

That this might be the night

This might be the night, that's right, that's right

This might be the night (Kiss your ass goodbye)...