Yo... this is... Aiyyo Dunn this song is Sunshower Cause we approachin the hour You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers and right now Is stay close to your families, and all your ones Cause this globe is about to explode with They killin for pennies, to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo
Trouble behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision of the prism of light but still because you lack the inner, sinner end up in the everlastin 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, external Along with your fraternal from generals to colonels Releasin thermonuclear that burns you firmly And permanently upon journey Through the journal of the of life Those who took a life justice become just ice ice ice It's been taught your worst enemy can harm you as much as own wicked thoughts What devils fought we wrought, and let's Now bein persecuted by that universal court court court Iron with the strong blend of rape and blend of sandal with rose petals and jasmine, as men use Burn some incense, chantin witchcraft to reach high I'm convinced, Allah is God always has been always be You could travel every square inch of the and still be Ninety-three million away from the sun Til you realize you and the sun is one, like the Know the ledge to your heart is or off into the internal hell that's uncharted Light travels at the rate of 186,000 per second through time and space, it reach a target And once we're freed of darkness, and em where the path Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and What you thought was a sport? A game? One hundred years short, know the soul is Walk many portals, and those who go astray will pay a judgment day, and these few years of bullshit worth the eternity inside a sulfur lake With dragons and snakes, and any pain you can Instead, I chose to a newlywed to the true bread of life and fed God Degree of light to my been said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I stay awake And take care of my brother, and uncover reveal the so we can see each other, every color that makes the light appear duller, the colored man? the original, who's the biochemical Who's the digital, digital, digital, digital Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Two hundred thousand million atmosphere feet of air we breath While niggaz minds are trapped twenty thousand beneath the sea of reality, they can't inhale deep, have em Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 And bone fragments love the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet Thrown into a six by a steel Flippin weights readin tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it who haven't learnt get returned You ass niggaz get burned Some around like they ain't concerned with the goin on inside the world The of old men molest little girls Is it the girl's breast has swelled to the size of a woman, although twelve The whole world is 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 to blow up Babylon A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse we're from goin in circles, like a ferris Undernourished meals I hope, drown inside the sea of life Use my third eye for a periscope, and take to the edge of night To far heights so dark that even wit a bright you couldn't see a spark of others play ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty hangin in halls, bangin on Kickin rhymes three hours straight no pause Boostin from Freeport sunrise to Amityville Kept razorblade between the jaws, all laws Started out writin fables to makin on lunchroom tables to wearin long cables that hung down to the So pack some crack and fat of skunk to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie Dust cocktails and primos, shot dice than casinos Back Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I. MC's All and now crew B.C.C. REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D. Ol Dirty stalked New York GZA maintained Franklin Lane I was going to time with the Jeff, students got slain Polo got walked me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis share time in Marquis, New God general contractin service While Meth Chef and was off the Nu-dol For white who took steroids Buildin up bicep tricep pectoids and Back when our girlfriends was Cuttin class with Ghost to bag hoes in Mary Birchem A Maybeldine beacon night Washington Irving These Gods was seekin Hoes in Westinghouse and Clara Parton and Girls who sung Sarafina On the corner of Belmont and Picket Avenue I her As if I her I was broke, now I will use key notes to make G-notes So it's hope See subway train run through the city like through the veins To the heart of Medina, but Shaolin is the So take to these words And feel the power of the
Approachin the hour equality, Allah sees everything Let's come together the wings And flight, Wu-Tang, the saga, Ryzarecta In sector