Sunlight
Why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight?
Why close my eyes when I can look straight into the sun
Why try to stop this war from starting when it's already begun
Why fake hope when the only faith I have is the faith I have in a gun
They took a brother's life, he was a father, he was a son
Yeah, I believe it, you don't need to shoot twice for me to see it
So I'm always on guard, no time to mourn, no time to grieve it
Get caught slipping 'round a bullet, you be the next one to receive it
Can't love 'cause when I love I feel weak, so I up and leave it
And that shit makes me feel defeated, man
Like what's the point of life if I can't even live and breathe it
But it's all good now, my brother's girl got pregnant in the hood now
And when that baby comes I can't wait to meet it, greet it
Welcome it with open arms into the world, sing it sweet lullabies
But my fam and I have severed ties
Too much pain in the past and we just can't repeat it
That fucker busted up my lip
But if the cops come looking for him I'ma empty out my clip
'Cause I know time just keep on ticking like a cocaine drip
S'why I'm tryna change the world with a psychedelic trip
But the fire's getting higher, I got hell up to my hip
And if the flame's make a motherfucker flip
I'ma blame it on the L, blame it on the S
Blame it on the D, and I'll blame it on the stress
Of this reality, in reality I must confess
That through the hustle and the struggle, goddamn I still feel blessed
For all the love, man, blessed for all the sex
Blessed when I hit the deems and God put me through the test
So I dedicate this song to all my dead-head friends
Who lost their fucking minds in this wild fucking west
In peace rest
Why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight?
Yo, this society be breaking up my balls, man
Drying up the falls, man
That's why I'm writing Sikán on the bathroom stalls
'Cause they try to take my homie but he resisted arrest
So they put two Christian bullets in the Muslim brother's chest
Now they stop me at the airport and they make me get undressed
Yeah, they say my kind's the worst but I know we're the best
'Cause we came to this country to escape a jungle hex
Y'all think I'm putting curses on you every time I flex
I'm like what's the word, man, where the weed at
You don't mean what you say and I see that
You don't know what you want but you need that
You lock a immigrant up I'ma free that
I'm not saying that I'm tryna start a war no more
But if they shoot you down, I'ma put you in the floor
'Cause they call me gravedigger, jungle fever, sand nigga
Got one finger on the trigger and the other keeping score
Like three, four, five, six, so go ahead and get your kicks
You can laugh at all our accents, twenty years it still be thick
Just tell my momma that I love her even though she feel like shit
Tell my girl that I need her even when I wanna quit
Tell the white supremacists to suck a big black dick
And if the klan come looking for a kid
Blame it on the L, blame it on the S
Blame it on the D, and I'll blame it on the stress
Of this reality, in reality I must confess
That through the hustle and the struggle, goddamn I still feel blessed
For all the love, man, blessed for all the sex
Blessed when I hit the deems and God put me through the test
So I dedicate this song to all my dead-head friends
Who lost their fucking minds in this wild fucking west
In peace rest
Why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight?
I drank from the sky
Rain that wasn't mine
Borrowed from time
Spat it out in the faces in the rock
I heard the thunder ring
Calling my name, calling
Really thought it was love
But it was not
Think the clouds want their rain back
I pour that acid on the eight-track
I'm the needle in the haystack
You can't find me, you're too afraid to face the sky
I say why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight
Why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight
When I can look straight into the sunlight?
Why close my eyes when I can look straight into the sun
Why try to stop this war from starting when it's already begun
Why fake hope when the only faith I have is the faith I have in a gun
They took a brother's life, he was a father, he was a son
Yeah, I believe it, you don't need to shoot twice for me to see it
So I'm always on guard, no time to mourn, no time to grieve it
Get caught slipping 'round a bullet, you be the next one to receive it
Can't love 'cause when I love I feel weak, so I up and leave it
And that shit makes me feel defeated, man
Like what's the point of life if I can't even live and breathe it
But it's all good now, my brother's girl got pregnant in the hood now
And when that baby comes I can't wait to meet it, greet it
Welcome it with open arms into the world, sing it sweet lullabies
But my fam and I have severed ties
Too much pain in the past and we just can't repeat it
That fucker busted up my lip
But if the cops come looking for him I'ma empty out my clip
'Cause I know time just keep on ticking like a cocaine drip
S'why I'm tryna change the world with a psychedelic trip
But the fire's getting higher, I got hell up to my hip
And if the flame's make a motherfucker flip
I'ma blame it on the L, blame it on the S
Blame it on the D, and I'll blame it on the stress
Of this reality, in reality I must confess
That through the hustle and the struggle, goddamn I still feel blessed
For all the love, man, blessed for all the sex
Blessed when I hit the deems and God put me through the test
So I dedicate this song to all my dead-head friends
Who lost their fucking minds in this wild fucking west
In peace rest
Why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight?
Yo, this society be breaking up my balls, man
Drying up the falls, man
That's why I'm writing Sikán on the bathroom stalls
'Cause they try to take my homie but he resisted arrest
So they put two Christian bullets in the Muslim brother's chest
Now they stop me at the airport and they make me get undressed
Yeah, they say my kind's the worst but I know we're the best
'Cause we came to this country to escape a jungle hex
Y'all think I'm putting curses on you every time I flex
I'm like what's the word, man, where the weed at
You don't mean what you say and I see that
You don't know what you want but you need that
You lock a immigrant up I'ma free that
I'm not saying that I'm tryna start a war no more
But if they shoot you down, I'ma put you in the floor
'Cause they call me gravedigger, jungle fever, sand nigga
Got one finger on the trigger and the other keeping score
Like three, four, five, six, so go ahead and get your kicks
You can laugh at all our accents, twenty years it still be thick
Just tell my momma that I love her even though she feel like shit
Tell my girl that I need her even when I wanna quit
Tell the white supremacists to suck a big black dick
And if the klan come looking for a kid
Blame it on the L, blame it on the S
Blame it on the D, and I'll blame it on the stress
Of this reality, in reality I must confess
That through the hustle and the struggle, goddamn I still feel blessed
For all the love, man, blessed for all the sex
Blessed when I hit the deems and God put me through the test
So I dedicate this song to all my dead-head friends
Who lost their fucking minds in this wild fucking west
In peace rest
Why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight?
I drank from the sky
Rain that wasn't mine
Borrowed from time
Spat it out in the faces in the rock
I heard the thunder ring
Calling my name, calling
Really thought it was love
But it was not
Think the clouds want their rain back
I pour that acid on the eight-track
I'm the needle in the haystack
You can't find me, you're too afraid to face the sky
I say why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight
Why close my eyes
When I can look straight into the sunlight
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Anthony Gutierrez
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