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Hi-Tek - The Sun God lyrics
f/ Common, Vinia Mojica * * she vocalize during interludes with no discernable words Common... Common... [Common] Yeah, yeah Hi-Tek [Verse One] Free the rhyme or risk a dig into a deep sound abyss Unit in the stash the beats and never found the shit Experience like Hendrix, keep my sound enriched Cats ask about my stitch, to me they soundin bitch In my sounds the glitch of hatred, for cats who ain't make it I'ma give it, as far as you can take it Tried to take the safe way, told you there's a gateway to skinny Many can find it but few can climb it I'm open-minded like a pothead Doin what I gotta do to keep the spot fed In the climate, of locked dreads, corn-rows, torn souls Worn hoes, who been molested by they uncle I bundle, amongst you cold mother-uckers The world is bitter, like baby mothers Look how far El Dorados and wine bottles drug us Least God and the sun love us, it's the Sun God [Verse Two] Everywhere is broken glass Nephews smokin squares, nieces smokin grass Try not to say shoot around my daughter she already know to blast Catchin the future, don't know who threw the past It's the, year of the snake and the hidden dragon Niggaz is fake like bitches braggin Listen to the ocean and the stars, keep my vision in motion In motion like cars I'm down to Earth, at times I feel closer to Mars The world is yours, I'm hopin it's ours Some say the Gods is crazy, I see God in our babies Child of the sun, I allowed it to raise me (.. from a distance) niggaz tried to appraise me I'm hard to read like graffiti so it don't phase me My days be spent, behind dream's tent Through the sun the divine being is sent It's the Sun God [Verse Three] Letters from prison sayin we need a better religion I'm a rebel that listens from a eighty-seven position I can't crystalize the mission lies within Born to die even in death we begin It's heavy 'jo learnin what we already know and carry low swing on a chariot slow Brothers stick though remindin me of revolution If the drama comes I'ma have to uhh pop his gun It's the Sun God, yeah |
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