Working noon to midnight
Walking through the moonlight
Desmond rocking steady on my headphones

Hit the spliff 007 on a secret solo session as I head home
There's a shadow on the corner
Is he friend? is he foe? is he cop? is robber? which is worse? I don't know

But I've blocks to go before I hit my bedroom
So now trudge through the sleet and the snow and the sludge
I guess I wasn't ready for the bumrush cuz

Next thing I know there's a knife stuck at my throat
I'm looking at him and he's just like me
And I laugh

But he just don't see the irony
And his eyes get hard and he asks me what's the joke
And I said

Don't you think if I had more than a little loose change
I'd have put my sorry $$# on the subway train
Whatcha think you gonna score playing stickup-kid

In the freezing winter rain
Cuz the only people out on a night like this
Are the broke and the mad and sick and the pissed

Just wretched refuse circling the drain

Kid he don't believe me

Said he gone a bleed me
If I don't start to run my %#@!
Digging through my pockets and he finds my half a spliff

Man that's all I got to keep me going to the dawn
You better know how fe chat and me say NO PASARAN!
Vexed or perplexed but he's startin to catch my drift


I said you got two choices of what you can do
You can stick me in the neck or we can share that spliff

It'll be 420 or 187 all bets are in
So he takes a step back and looks me in the eye
Says alright homeboy lets get high

And as he lights it up I can see he wears a grin
He said real big move for a little white dude
Is said you'd do the same if you knew what I knew

The battle will be fought between the likes of me and you
We smoked that %#@! til it was gone
Shook hands and carried on

Just wretched refuse shaking off the chains