Yo... this is... Aiyyo Dunn this song is Sunshower Cause we approachin the final You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers and sisters now Is stay close to your families, and all your loved Cause this globe is about to explode hatred They killin for pennies, Peace to the Gods, we got a job... yo, yo
follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision of the prism of but still blind you lack the inner, every sinner will end up in the winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks third eye out you cry out your fly out, and sounds die out You remain unheard, sufferin eternally, internal Along with your wicked from generals to colonels thermonuclear heat that burns you firmly And upon this journey Through the of the book of life Those who a life without justice become just ice ice ice It's taught that your worst enemy can harm you as much as your own thoughts What devils fought we wrought, and let's Now you're persecuted by that universal court court court Iron hell with the strong blend of and blend of sandal with rose petals and jasmine, as men use Burn some incense, witchcraft to reach high dimensions I'm convinced, Allah is God always has been will be You could every square inch of the planet and still be million miles away from the sun Til you realize you and the sun is one, the knowledge Know the ledge to where your is or fall off into the internal hell that's Light at the rate of 186,000 miles per second through and space, until it reach a target And we're freed of darkness, and show em where the path Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these at the narrow gate, but why that's a to destruction and hate What you thought was a sport? A game? One years short, know the soul is immortal through many portals, and those who go astray will pay a judgment day, and these few years of bullshit ain't worth the eternity a sulfur lake dragons and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate Instead, I chose to become a newlywed to the bread of life and fed God of light to my head It's been said, the fool who sleep is dead, so I stay awake And take care of my brother, and uncover reveal the so we can see each other, cause every that makes the light appear duller, who's the man? Who's the original, the biochemical Who's the digital, digital, digital, digital Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Two hundred thousand million atmosphere cubic of air we breath While niggaz minds are twenty thousand fathoms beneath the sea of reality, they inhale deep, devils have em Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 And bone fragments Cops the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet into a six by a steel cabinet Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, back on the block havin it Those who haven't get returned You ass niggaz get burned Some around like they ain't concerned the hell goin on inside the world The body of old men little girls Is it the girl's breast has swelled to the size of a woman, although she's The world is sick, sick, sick up in six, six, six I off as a pawn in this marathon of life Tryin to carry on, wishin I had a bomb to blow up A vagabond, to steal his corpse we're from paragon goin in circles, like a ferris Undernourished meals I cherish hope, inside the sea of life Use my third eye for a periscope, and take flight to the of night To far heights so dark even wit a bright light you couldn't see a of light others play ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty hangin in halls, on walls Kickin rhymes three hours with no pause Boostin Freeport sunrise to Amityville morgue Kept razorblade the jaws, breakin all laws Started out writin to makin beats on lunchroom tables to wearin long cables that hung down to the So pack some crack and fat sacks of to funnel the P-Funk, smokin blunts Dust cocktails and primos, shot more than casinos Back when Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I. All and together now B.C.C. REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D. Ol Dirty stalked New York GZA maintained Franklin Lane I was going to time the Jeff, when students got slain Polo got nervous walked me to Shaolin me to Curtis Took time in Marquis, New God general contractin service While Meth Chef and Dead was off the For white who took steroids Buildin up bicep tricep and deltoids Back our girlfriends was virgins Cuttin class with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Birchem A Maybeldine beacon school Washington Irving These Gods was seekin in Westinghouse and Clara Parton and Medina Girls who like Sarafina On the corner of Belmont and Picket I seen her As if I her I was dead broke, now I will use key to make G-notes So it's always See subway train run the city like blood through the veins To the of Medina, but Shaolin is the brain So take to these words And the power of the Sunshower
Approachin the hour Power equality, Allah everything Let's come together under the And take flight, Wu-Tang, the saga, In your