Lyrics Sunshine - Lee Scott, Illinformed

Sunshine

I believe in truth over love
Peaced out with blood and feathers on me hands like «Who choked the dove?»
Fuck knows, is there any woodrose capsules left?
I’m ignant with a capital «F»
I knew it was a foul but I’m mad at the ref
Feigning anger catching me breath
Pro plus with diazepam, you need to try harder man
Sit down, it’s bigger than hip-hop and drugs
I skip towns, jib jobs and shrug or I’d be pissed off for good
Rocking beats Kris Kross refused
On the booze, acting like you want to lose, got to choose
Sometime, it’s more than a punchline, mate
I’m Leezus, I turn smart water into dumb wine
And apart from completely losing me mind I’m doing just fine
Sunshine…
Sunshine, on a cloudy day
Get out me way (x4)
I was about to pay
I’m gonna fix the world with a hundred pounds of clay
Get down and pray
To me balls while I’m staring at the paint on the walls
Pondering something like: «What the fuck is life?»
And how’d ya spell it?
Yay be grateful now regret it
Here’s your broken dreams in a bag, the world offers proudly
Cut from the same cloth as Towelie
I need a ride or die bitch, like Ronda Rousey
To put these groupie whores in order for me cause I’m proper drowsy
(I'm a funny guy…)
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Errr
Find out next episode of it probably won’t air
Cause I’m too busy tellin' you’s I don’t care to care
And I’m too rare to ponder me own wear and tear
And I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I hope I’m nearly there
Para, I think I need some better skunk
Slurring words and not only when I’m drunk
Slumped over the table dropping knowledge when I should be getting crunk
Sunshine, on a cloudy day
Get out me way (x4)