Midnite - Late Night Ghetto (with lyrics)
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- Опубліковано 17 жов 2007
- Midnite - Late Night Ghetto
To all the virtuous woman of Africa!
A tune called late night ghetto, hmm aye
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
If you tell your woman bout some moving stars in the sky
Bout some light from out far shining in her eye yeah, yeah
Every crevasse of the heart Jah love
As you share and finalize
Let lone ranger keep on wearing his disguise
Let the man that she sees, be the man that she hears
Bring her the fruit from the sun
Take away her double vision
Until she say
Red lips again not wheeling
Oh Jah, she is so appealing
So sweet to hold that feeling
Give her the treatment of the late night ghetto
Give her the treatment of the late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
Don't you send no dozen roses
Line no tub with no candlelight
To return to the vicious kick boxing still overnight
Don't you see her burden is heavy
Rude youth and you, traveling light
You feel like show off, well right now that's the time
Let the man that she sees, be the man that she hears
Bring her the fruits from the sun
Take away her double vision
Until she say
Red lips again not wheeling
So sweet to hold that feeling
Oh Jah, she is so appealing yeah
Hmm, a chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
So when you come
Come bring in fiscal matters yeah
Come bring in reasoning power
Come bring in changes for the better yeah
Man child, man child
Man child, man child
Man child, man remember who you used to be, yeah
Hmm hmm aye
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto
Well man child, man child
Man child, man love breaks you heart
You have to cry
Like flowers bloom and flowers die
Life is hard
But these are the facts of life
These are the facts of life
These are the facts of life
A chun called late night ghetto
Love breaks you heart
You have to cry
Even flowers grow old
Even flowers die
Life is hard
But deal with the facts of life
Deal with the facts of life
Deal with the facts of life
A chun called late night ghetto
A chun called late night ghetto, yeah
Using up the likkle whey you have why you know
Late night ghetto
Blessed love
R.I.P. Vaughn. These are the facts of life....
"Give her the treatment of the late night ghetto".... the most tasteful 'rude boy' lyrics I've ever heard. Midnite is one of the most prolific song writers and lyricist of our time. Nuff respect.... Big up to Queen Omega (Trini represented) in the video and all the other beautiful African daughters and mothers.
He was a black prophet, his tunes feed the spirit within
Flowers bloom and flowers die, life is hard, deal with the facts of life. These are the facts of life 💯🙏🏾🙌
one of my favorite songs of life. how anyone could possibly thumbs down this worries me about humanity.
My lord may the king receive you.... give thanks for the teachings and blessings ❤️💛💚👑✊🏾
Shalom onto the everlasting life full utterances of papa Vaughn....may we continue being blessed with his likeness in mind forever....selah🙏🏿
I lived with her in the ghetto. Bad place in Costa Rica , now I remeber walking the dog late at night , smoking , and loving in the ghetto late at night 😌
Got goosebumps listening to his voice, real nice, really nice!! Gone, but not forgotten. So sad.
R.I.P The King 🤴🏾 🪦 🌧️
Ever hear a song so beautiful, you just cry. This is one of those songs. Thank The Most High ALWAYS.
I miss this mans presence in my life.
Keep Rising Jah People 🔥👑🌹💜
Love breaks you heart
one a di wickedest way to express love,, "Don’t you send no dozen roses, Line no tub with no candlelight......Give her the treatment of the late night ghetto."" big tune
Late Night Ghetto
Even flowers grow even flowers die love breaks your heart you have to cry . Infinite love Vaughan Fly High!
Sad to hear of the departure of brother Vaughn to the spiritual realms. He left his mark on the physical plains for us to continually enjoy. His music when I first heard it lifted me to a higher place and continues to do so. Thank you my brother join the ancestors in peace and love.
RIP Vaughn ...your music lives on and on....Love Alone
Rest In Paradise King you will be foriva in our thoughts. One Love!!!