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Sunshine

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Esham - Rap

Sunshine

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1993.

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[Verse 1] My life in the sunshine The sun don't shine too much on mine But I feel funny ways on sunny days Honey plays, money pays, but must it keep her in a daze? Used to be my baby, but now you're just a Bay Bay Kid And I'm thinkin' about the things I did Just to make you happy, scoob get Scrappy But listen to the nappy pappy It's all about money, it's all about mo' money And it's gettin' mo' funny In the sunny days I think about my Wicked ways Juicy's got me crazed so crime pays Puttin' in work, doing my dirt And I'm the one that ends up gettin' hurt Just for a piece of puss, a piece of bush And now the next man's gettin' the tush I guess I'll know next time But for now I'm just losin' my mind 'Cause I'm caught up in the sunshine [Verse 2] In the sunshine, I'm feelin' kind of mellow Watch the crackheads say "hello" I'm just a little ghetto boy, ghetto child Runnin' wild with the freestyle I dropped out of school to clock papers Now when the niggas see me, they clock vapors Watchin' them Daytons hit the sunlight Jealous niggas, so I hold my gun tight Everybody out to get me You see, my minds playin' tricks with me, so don't bullshit me I used to have some homies But see I dissed all my homies so now I'm kind of lonely But it's all about me But it's too hard for me to see through my jealousy A nigga caught me slippin' at a red light Two shots to my dome, now I'm dead right Nigga bleedin' in the broad daylight Through thick and thin, homies should stay tight That's all I was thinkin' 'bout With my brains blew out in the sunshine [Verse 3] In the sunshine, niggas feel good Smokin' herbs, chillin' in the hood Shoot a little dice, fuck a little ho And then some nigga tried to rob the liquor sto' They shot him in the back on the way out Like a sucker, what a way to go out Tried to steal some bread to feed his babies Basehead crack baby, neighborhood crazies Now I guess the babies don't eat Bloody basehead dad dead in the street And it ain't no rainbows Where the cocaine flows The night train goes, straight to the graveyard That's where you go when you try to behave hard I guess he'll know next time But his babies losin' they mind in the sunshine

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