Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Sun God, artist - Hi-Tek. Album song Hi-Teknology, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hi-Tek
Song language: English
The Sun God |
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, |