Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Introduction/E-Single/SunN.Y., artist - SunN.Y
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Introduction/E-Single/SunN.Y. |
I’m on tha corner were the remy pour |
Crack flowin in dimes |
Goons patiently waitin |
In cuts to crack nines |
Playin em like curtains when it’s que |
It’s showtime action takin your shine |
You shook with a look like |
Nigga whats on your mind |
No questions all he knoe now |
What’s yours is mine |
That 44 blast could make a victim go blind |
The next flash you meet the maker of all kind |
His humble drove him dead he thinks its all fine |
Show us more choices put your ear to the streets |
And hear the devilish voices tellin you how to eat |
Drivin you insane forcin you in the lane |
When its nothin to lose its all to gain |
And your family ties got you growin pains |
Just when its all good its fuck it here we go again |
Black out in the bucket tuckin on the ratches |
Goin out like crispus atticus screamin fuck it |
Ready to make a move cock back and buck it |
See him slippin know he trippin hear him bitchin |
And his mind you should see the way that he livin |
Things he vision crazy on the moves he sought out |
He told us man you gotta walk my route |
His man no longer poured jukes on him |
Cuz hes so shook of him he might go crook on him |
You should see the ill type of look on him |
And the type of htings he think god took from him |
Like his pops and his moms sold the crack |
Like im hustlin now when I can’t look back |
You see that lex right there I should jack that |
Dam that mac id love to pack that |
In middle school they thought I was a sucker |
Copped that nine freshman year high school I’m tougher |
Under the leather ready to move doin whatever |
Posted on dale with that yay to sale |
Told my man if I get locked you better get me out on bail |
Turn me a life a livin hell |
He looked at me like dam you lost it |
Yup you got dam right bam I tossed it |
All the marbles all the techs outa the cars |
Told my man go soft or go hard |
Make that move cook that coke hard like lard |
Move that pork upstate new york |
Did it and done it locked down blocks demanded to run it |
I told you dudes my names sun and I’m here to son it |
Woo I make a man I got soldiers out on douja missions |
Wake up and smell the folgers niggas |
With the dro the eggs mixed in with the cheese |
The grits with the butter understand its word to mother |
Goddam now I got my hands on a whole nother change |
Im tryin to focus to some more other things |
They told me my talent was good that could get me dough |
I said you crazy you see them fiends right there |
Yup that partner spent that green right here |
Hit that glass that pipe and leaned right there |
The next day they askin could they get it on credit |
You dead it and not even because big said it |
I already knew it I already been thru it |
I told em if the game do me dirty |
I ain’t gonna sue it I’m gonna pursue it |
Pocket tryin to put two in em |
One in the calve one in the ass bout to ruin em |
Goddam nigga says son you trippin |
Goddam nigga at home moms is bitchin |
Tellin me I gotta pay to eat breakfast inside of her kitchin |
Do you know what thats like at 18 livin |
Man you crazy my brain is sickened dam near hurled |
Fuck a girl fuck a bitch fuck a club fuck a dub patrol fuck a bottle of bub |
Id rather grind in the cut late night with some drugs |
I had to pass out free bs to coasties |
Lost on my first pack to get em to trust me |
Now I gotta spot for days a musty |
22 up under the pillow dirty and rusty |
Waitin for the jakes to kick in the door and cuff me |
You know what over the fence out on the roof |
Gone in the wind im back again |
Got money I can relax again |
But I blew too much this weekend on south beach |
Throwin my dick in the mouth of some freaks |
Trickin my bed back to the brick up under the bread |
Back to the stress bullshit fillin my head |
Dam im dam near bout to go all out |
Told my man pour out the salt dawg |
See me body beat tonight and body hauled off |
You had plans for five years now they called off |
All because my pockets hurtin life get worse |
God even said its copelesss |
Heard the bullets comin farther hes bout to murk me |
Id looked up from my body the lord ain’t help me |
They say you dont see god until you fall to your knees |
Your daughters life is hard I seen that park |
But I got right back on my own two |
Turn to the same bullshit that I used to |