Sun Part Two

Is he gon fold under pressure? Nigga this the tree of life, yeah
Okay the Sun is the father and the father is the son
Then the son makes a daughter new life just begun
Use guns just to slaughter, materials to barter
We forget about what got us here and do it for the fun
My emancipation started as a kid, super young
Always soaking up the Sun's information like a sponge
And the freedom rings true as the stories unsung
So I strive to be a God with every breath in my lung
Give knowledge to my baby girl, image in this hazy world
Self preservation is a must, so its pedal to the clutch
Small circle nigga trust, this the THC, DMT, Shrooms such and such what the Fuck

Ignite love and we gon be aight for certain it's a circus called life so despite all the urges Ah! Ignite love and we gon be aight for certain it's a circus called life so despite all the Urges ah
Purge the worthless and move with a purpose
Purge the worthless and move with a purpose
Ignite love and we gon be aight for certain it's a circus called life so despite all the urges I just



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Writer(s): Reginald Joujoute
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