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De La Soul - Sunshine lyrics
high on sunshine lightin' my way) [Dove] and yes y'all you are about to build witness from the lands of Long Island takin' you to the sky's survival I am your captain ain't no lie on this endless joruney to invisions to brouden your outer visions to where you never been before it's just a one night trip to love sun shinin' forever and forever sun shines [Pos] yo leaving lasting impressions like cuts to flesh be that crew from the five one six point of view with skills so tight, they the rhymes of a vigina them clits will turn into a diamond, the level of rhymin' pressure comes from lessor forms than me and my man and we go back like life created from um, specks of sand and there's money to be made 'cause cacaussians are paid only brothers who rhyme, seek bounce and catch balls Plug 1, with them rhymes makin' your heart stall like them girls when you in they room when they man calls it ain't nothin' but the thing Oneder Why can bring as we come to the bring the pain everyone will sing [Chorus] De La is the crew that you must hear, but please don't rush the stage 'cause even though them stakes are realy high, we're really not here to race we're just here to move your mind and soul with propetuated ease it's just about the show until it's time to go, and get with the young ladies [Dove] I'm on travellin' to places that the eye can't see but kinder, cause yo' strife don't mean a thing to me throwin' me criminal looks, y'all need to get in the books and drop some water in your melon, 'stead of actin' like a felon aiyo son, who you tellin'? I'd make a mil if it was up to me but since it ain't I teach my seed to bank hard and than God, I smoke a substance of a different kind catch me trippin' on earth when I'm high off sunshine [Pos] down right to dirt, Oneder Why makes it work with access to talent like cacaussins to yellow cabs with an Arab driver I liven parties with marvelous confiction ain't no fricition when life claims them victims who be ??? some dried up funds best believe that the life is trife 'casue the gun made a man outta pussy's from around my way who usually wouldn't have a fuckin' thing to say last year's hard rocks are now petrified boulders and L.I.'s finest is movin' yo' necks at shows the anthem of ths guy has a place in yo' eye so you can be blessed to see in 3d double-e [Chorus |
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