Been down, been downnLate at night, what's gone wrong?nBeen down, been downnLate at night, the bad don't seem so wrongnnWhen night falls and all lights offnYou'll get robbed where I livenCrooks and robbers, villains and mobstersnThe night's got nothing to given(What's gone wrong?)nWhen late at night niggas be stealin'nWhen late at night niggas be killin'n'Cause late at night, the bad don't seem so wrongnn(Natti)nNightfall is curtain call for underhanded theatricsnSlugs travel through gun barrels from hands is half practicednWhile rapists take this darkness and make alleys they mattressnJonesin' junkies twitchin', no more hookers with coochies itchin'nSpreading disease, spreading they knees in different positionsnIn the abyss is children, they get lost in the mixnGun-down for fresh kicks, or opposite color fitsnIt's demons that brood lewd manners behind tentsnI'm sittin' in position to help the distorted bluesnOnly experienced doses of night that's on the newsnOr BET showing the glamor without the bluesnMTV helping you pick out Jessica's shoesnJust construes how you livin', confusin' your visionnNight's a politician 'cause only the truth is what's missin'nDirty cops fight crime with dirtier ammunitionnThe night's salivatin', waitin' for me to finish spittin'nnWhen night falls and all lights offnYou'll get robbed where I livenCrooks and robbers, villains and mobstersnThe night's got nothing to given(What's gone wrong?)nWhen late at night niggas be stealin'nWhen late at night niggas be killin'n'Cause late at night, the bad don't seem so wrongnn(Deacon)nWhen them lights low and ain't no night glow from the moonnScoundrels run towns, no hounds to hunt 'em downnKeep your sight low and get your life stole by some goonsnSwindlers injure ya, a criminal's heart's miniaturenMen in the dark paint sinister art in the parknSon of the morning star? Stringing hearts like a harpnPlayin' melodies of jealousy, felonies strummed bynHell and its philharmonic, bewitchin' our young guysnWe no longer seek light to give us powernThat voice gets hushed by the rush of the Witching HournThe touch of the wicked cowards that lurk in the dusknIn even-tide, heathens rise, searching for bucksnAnonymous and corrupt, assure obscuritynIn a spell under its veil, an impure securitynWe love it in our spirits 'cause we suckas for lustnMost even fuckin' it, we too ashamed to be justnnWhen night falls and all lights offnYou'll get robbed where I livenCrooks and robbers, villains and mobstersnThe night's got nothing to given(What's gone wrong?)nWhen late at night niggas be stealin'nWhen late at night niggas be killin'n'Cause late at night, the bad don't seem so wrongnnWhen night falls and all lights offnYou'll get robbed where I livenCrooks and robbers, villains and mobstersnThe night's got nothing to given(What's gone wrong?)nWhen late at night niggas be stealin'nWhen late at night niggas be killin'n'Cause late at night, the bad don't seem so wrongnn~nnA darkness carried in the heart cannot be cured by moving the body from one place to another.