Nightwork

Lyrics

[Intro: El-P] Ha, Scaramanga Not to mention, we all in danger So, we livin' more dusty than digital Strivin' plus gimmicks Yo, our shit is critical Not to mention, E.L. Dash, shit is pitiful Co. Flow and Men' up, yo Shit is dead so, Scaramanga such We touch their heads, so And let a banger go, we like [Verse 1: Scaramanga] Chillin', chillin' willingly, buildin' with Gods from Tilden Scaramanga fly an iron Porsche Spyder, mark those Snyder and Kings Buyer of rings, higher than weaklings Seekin', peekin', information leakin' contact, contract Let market DP30s imported in New Jersey Works for 3 G's, expect overseas Droppin' down on murder, more shells in your back than turtles Pack gats once unheard of, just full sons confined to a girdle In seclusion with Peruvians movin' in territories Terror stories in all Hell's glory, the bells saw me Show mine, here comes Po-9 Throw the gun in the trash, dash Squad's comin', no time to waste in chase, ace Call the drug lieutenant in via tenement Bitches squeal to detectives for the pentiment Now I'm out to injure men with the intent Fuck the media, sprayin' on your previous silence Infiltrate these, Meni' spray yours 9 Parabellum arrow shells swell domes and cerebellum Bloody stained towers, .44 power removed his bowels [Chorus: Scaramanga] Iceberg Slim, Nightwork in Timbs, slice jerks for limbs Drop the tight verse, on the pavement Iceberg Slim, Nightwork in Timbs, slice jerks for limbs Drop the tight verse, on the pavement [Interlude: El-P] Now, who, the hell on God's Earth Understand digital, more dusty than criminal [Verse 2: Scaramanga] Point the gat at the laundromat on the track OTB show me he go three floors deep on the 3000 GT black pearl Black girl Gallant, rounds will enter ya Four-pounds bark when the beef gets sparked Flash bangin' loops in hoops like Meadowlark Master of the metal art Chrome bronze Don quick to silver steel your shot Raw peel plot apart, feel your heart twist Like a chameleon tail, Sicilian Brazilian well Chipped as hell, millions swell, go billion well Diesel Cocked Fort Knox box, extra rocks checked ya under, plus Two-hundred dollar hoes holler as they swallow, links solid Your rings hollow, mines shine like mythical Apollo You're like Icarus tryin' to follow Soldiers in the cut from barrack get the Saratoga [Outro: Scaramanga & El-P] Uh, uh Now you know the time on this underground mission Scaramanga Shallah (What?) El Producto on the boards (Uh) Co. Flow (Slow, uh) Makin' noise El Producto Scaramanga Shallah Brownsville Israel, knah mean? Uh, uh Uh