Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Sunshine, artist - Blu. Album song York, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Greenstreets Entertainment
Song language: English
My Sunshine |
| With enough love to light up a sky |
| Earth must’ve asked the Sun for a sign and he smiled |
| No reply, just shined, it’s no surprise, I see |
| As the winds made love to the Seas |
| The sand dance to the rhythm of the breeze |
| I believe in a Heaven |
| Inhaling the presence when I breathe in the essence |
| As the seasons change, colors of the trees excel it |
| Got me ready to spring outta autumn |
| Thoughts falling like leaves |
| And B caught em like sneeze during winter though |
| Fired in the heat of the summer |
| Knew a girl’s name, pretty as a world’s name |
| Wondered with her own plans |
| Standing in a dream, hands stretched like wings |
| Trying hold on to something concrete |
| Like peace, live once, like three lost months to weeks |
| Days, pass the blunts |
| Let her grab that once |
| Bet she hasn’t dreamt about this yet |
| Bet, some summers you just never forget |
| Till the day always don’t mean I’ll be okay |
| Till the night I’ll be alright with no delay |
| Visualize open your eyes you’ll see your way |
| It’s yours and mine, no dream divine, I see the rays |
| My sunshine |
| Thoroughbred, whole century later now we ahead |
| Pause, no skipping em either |
| Bought me a red tape and spit a razor like you walk with the dreads |
| Them shooting phazers can’t fade him he blessed |
| Vibing out to the child, because son don’t rest |
| Let you catch him at the riverbank |
| Fresh off the last train of thought, lost |
| Throwing stones in the dark |
| Who |
| Cares, when charisma can be sought |
| Cause I’m plastering charts, we art |
| Fuck a book when they still take a look |
| I tell em please no pictures yo, bought to be mindful |
| So read those scriptures, I swear, saw solemn |
| He’s still bigger than Amélie |
| Survivors of poverty, put it on my Aunties and Momma, B |
| I’d kiss em if I was me |
| Seen em insecurities and washed em like God’s feet, golly |
| Boy’s be on line three, they comatose on sleep |
| I’m next to em friendly remind, rewind through the week |
| Got felines and reeks like to reach might impeach if he reach |
| So he keep those special occasions, like heat |
| No pun intended |
| Big fun from a fucking pan tell me that I didn’t win, blunts lifted |
| Kiss me baby roll tight as some legs be |
| Sitting on a pedestal, grace queen |
| Bling gonna blind em, Wyclef bling, clotheslined out the ring |
| Good thing you wasn’t woofing bout a dream |
| Have you ever seen reality, shines bright as a day |
| Chases the moon till she falls asleep, so she’s my sunshine |
| Till the day always don’t mean I’ll be okay |
| Till the night I’ll be alright with no delay |
| Visualize, open your eyes you’ll see your way |
| It’s yours and mine, no dream divine, I see rays |
| My sunshine |