Streetlights illuminate the frights of the street life, Bus stop glass shattered, Tramps sleep tight, In the doorwys, Looking for more ways to get high, Tuggin on the people, As they all pass by, So quickly, I guess they wanna make it home swiftly, Dealer thinking ''shit i better split before they nick me'', Its freezing' Everybodys ready for the season, I see the hustlers breath crystalise in the evening, Everybodys rushing home, They dont wanna walk alone, No blame, This is the gangsters domain, In the night time the rules change, Po' po's ghosting, Man just jacked another man and ran off boasting, Shadow men reside in the grimey alleyways, And the women of the night stalk the kerbs of estates, When the sunsets, You dont wanna be in this town, Cos you just might slip catch a fist and a beatdown......