Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunshine, artist - Pusha T. Date of issue: 17.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sunshine |
| I say hey, sunshine |
| Oh how the day can be so long |
| I say hey, sunshine |
| Oh how the day can be so long |
| America, you need a miracle |
| Beyond spiritual |
| I need a realer view |
| I hold a mirror to it |
| These ain’t new problems, they just old ways |
| I see one time turn sunshine into Freddie Gray |
| Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead |
| Send another to the FEDs, send another to the FEDs |
| Not guilty, still I’m filthy |
| In FOX eyes, we the dark side |
| So they tell you lies |
| Through a TV, C-N-B-C |
| C-N-N, Don Lemon, no Kweli when you meet me |
| In order to be me |
| You gotta see what Chief Keef see |
| Brenda’s baby next door to the candy lady |
| Same project as Candy Man where they still doing hand-in-hands |
| Sunday to Sunday, pastor only want one day |
| Grandma praying someday |
| But God can’t hear it over gun play |
| Woo! |
| Still a target, but the badge is the new noose |
| Yeah, we all see it, but cellphones ain’t enough proof |
| So we still lose |
| I say hey, sunshine |
| Oh how the day can be so long |
| I say hey, sunshine |
| Oh how the day can be so long |
| I don’t got no march in me, I can’t turn the other cheek |
| While they testing your patience, they just testing my reach |
| Funeral flowers, every 28 hours |
| Being laid over ours |
| Sworn to protect and serve, but who really got the power? |
| Looking over their allowances |
| Building prisons where the mountains is |
| Laptops is for the county kids |
| Metal detectors is where ours is |
| They’ll never re-write this, like they re-wrote history |
| The fact that the Statue of Liberty was black is a goddamn mystery |
| And so it goes, every truth don’t get told |
| All these cops get cleared, and lives are stole |
| Every goose don’t lay gold whoa |
| Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead |
| Send another to the FEDs, send another to the FEDs |
| They call in the National Guard |
| Public Enemy, I am Chuck D |
| Flavor Flav in Louis V, but I’m Huey P |
| Woo! |
| The new elite, it’s either you or me |
| Let the sunshine, cause their dark clouds try to ruin me |
| It’s more and more and more than Baltimore |
| From shore to shore, oh lord |
| Patience torn, patience gone, oh lord |
| I say hey, sunshine |
| Oh how the day can be so long |
| I say hey, sunshine |
| Oh how the day can be so long |