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Correct The Sun God Lyrics
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Correct The Sun God
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She* vocalize during interludes with no discernable words Common Common... [Common]... Yeah yeah, Hi-Tek [Verse One] Free the rhyme or risk a dig into a deep sound abyss Unit in the stash the beats and never found the s t**Experience like Hendrix keep, my sound enriched Cats ask about my stitch to, me they soundin b h***In my sounds the glitch of hatred for, cats who ain't make it I'ma give it as, far as you can take it Tried to take the safe way told, you there's a gateway to skinny Many can find it but few can climb it I'm open-minded like a pothead Doin what I gotta do to keep the spot fed In the climate of, locked dreads corn-rows, torn, souls Worn hoes who, been molested by they uncle I bundle amongst, you cold mother-uckers The world is bitter like, baby mothers Look how far El Dorados and wine bottles drug us Least God and the sun love us it's, the Sun God [Verse Two] Everywhere is broken glass Nephews smokin squares nieces, smokin grass Try not to say shoot around my daughter she already know to blast Catchin the future don't, know who threw the past It's the year, of the snake and the hidden dragon Ni z***is fake like b s*****braggin Listen to the ocean and the stars keep, my vision in motion In motion like cars I'm down to Earth at, times I feel closer to Mars The world is yours I'm, hopin it's ours Some say the Gods is crazy I, see God in our babies Child of the sun I, allowed it to raise me ( From.. a distance) ni z***tried to appraise me I'm hard to read like graffiti so it don't phase me My days be spent behind, dream's tent Through the sun the divine being is sent It's the Sun God [Verse Three] Letters from prison sayin we need a better religion I'm a rebel that listens from a eighty-seven position I can't crystalize the mission lies within Born to die even in death we begin It's heavy 'jo learnin what we already know And carry low swing on a chariot slow Brothers stick though remindin me of revolution If the drama comes I'ma have to uhh pop his gun It's the Sun God yeah,
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