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    [Chorus: 2X]
    Sunshine – we hustle to the moon light
    Reminisce on a good time
    Cop come on boget

    Yo when times get trifle
    I'm subjected to street survival
    See many never complete they cycle
    Other retreat to bibles, living holy
    But currency seem to control me, moving coldly
    In the presence of old parolies
    My mind mold me, keep me in mack mode like Goldie
    Police know me, but ain't got enough to hold me
    I follow rules, through the knowledge, swallow jewels
    A form of teaching, from the streets never taught in school
    You caught you lose, a wise man utilize tools
    Solitude certifies all moves
    So I walk this path of the old dread, that lead me off the Ave
    Absorbing fast, learning from niggaz I lost in the past
    Its poison plays in these foul days
    Housing cops and they foul ways, I'm walking through a wild maze
    Holding my brain trying to maintain
    Sleet hell, snow, or rain, I guess the game will never change


    Since the genesis, paraphernalia circle my premises
    Poor images, project life drained my innocence
    It's all the worst genocide, I guess the water's cursed
    My old earth identify, though her soul is for the church
    She prayed for peace, hoping I'm saved before she lay deceased
    To say the least, the one to wise to play the streets
    I know the ropes, certain niggaz to slow to cope
    & though I sold some Coke, it was only to stay afloat
    Amongst the frozen hearted, some bending, some departed
    Inhaling chocolate, tracing back to where it started
    The Crack wave 2 for 5, deuce and trays
    The Mack sprays, puffin' lye, truth & days
    & though it sound ill, through all the foul shit, I'm down still
    All around real, rough is the grounds in Brownsville
    I know the ledge, meditating, holding my head
    Eyes red, it's "Doe or Die" till I'm dead


    I played all positions, plus learned from each mission
    Politic wit all type niggaz wit different diction
    I did it up, from young in some cunt, the way I hit it up
    Bugging off my first Philly Blunt, and how I lit it up
    But time flying, playing these corners I'll let it slide by
    Smoking lye, homicide, coke supplies dry
    So play the game, other slow up change the lane
    Awaken, unchain the brain in exchange to take away the pain
    It's a part of scriptures, put together wit different mixtures
    They tricked us, got us trapped in taking pictures
    Interrogating, locating, destination, estimating
    Or play a part of them investigating
    It's on going from them killers, to them broads hoeing
    Unknowing first time felons on trial blowing
    So burn your clips and sit back, learn your shit
    The last of these real reps left turned legit


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