Sunshine Lyrics
| Song | Sunshine |
| Artist | Scarface |
| Album | The Best Of Scarface |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse 1： | |
| He wanted drama so i brought him pain | |
| Wadadadang | |
| Listen to my nine millimeter go bang | |
| Out goes your brains; feel the motherfuckin terror | |
| And you ain't felt the comin of death like this ever | |
| You paused; and now i got a colt 45 | |
| Semiautomatic explodin between your eyes; surprise | |
| You never thought your yesterdays would come back to haunt you | |
| But believe me, i've come back to haunt you | |
| I'm bout to bring your dog days to you mista | |
| Cause rules in the streets you come off we come get ya | |
| And hit ya'; and i done let you slide a few times | |
| But eventually you gots to die in due time | |
| Sunshine | |
| Chorus:(x2) | |
| Sunshine | |
| Everybody needs | |
| Sunshine | |
| My life, my life, my life | |
| Verse: | |
| His mama must've got the news | |
| The little boy that she gave birth to was on of them niggas they pulled | |
| Out the room | |
| And all my other little homies stood shocked | |
| While they watched my other little homie bleed non-stop | |
| On the other side of sorrow is a father being torn | |
| Apart by the sight of his son's lying in the morgue | |
| He mourned cuz now he got to deal with the fact | |
| That his child is gone and tears can't bring him back | |
| Turn on the t.v. and seen the unabomber | |
| I flew to d.c., still they got no karma | |
| And everybody say they think its all gonna change | |
| You paint me pictures, but they all look the same | |
| Its strange, i'm standin in my own frame of thought | |
| Remainin in the street game framin which i was taught | |
| I was taught to always keep my eyes open wide | |
| Cause in these streets you got to ride or you die | |
| I've seen a child born and i've seen a man die | |
| Can't live forever and i understand why | |
| So when your time comes will you crawl or be brave | |
| And in between judgement will you fall or be saved | |
| Sunshine | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Tears rolled town his face as he stared at his potna | |
| With his chest full of holes and his head full of coppa | |
| Broke his ass off something propa; he's in the morgue | |
| With his brains in a shitbag and a toetag on-gone | |
| This motherfucka must've thought he was a cat | |
| And had nine lives but ended up on his back | |
| And then the reaper came and took control of your mind | |
| And you can't think you got a hole in your mind | |
| You dyin' and can't nobody bring you out your coma | |
| When this nigga brought the end and turned the lights out for ya | |
| See ya and i wouldn't want to be in your position | |
| Cause starin' the shaft of a strap and you the mission | |
| Means one thing you let a mothafucka catch you on the sneak tip | |
| And put your ass off in some deep shit; got the deep six | |
| And everybody sad sendin' flowers to your ceremony | |
| They lost thier motherfuckin' homey | |
| Damn audi 5 on some dumb shit | |
| And motherfuckers steady riskin their safety behind this dumb shit | |
| But i refuse to give a nigga mine | |
| I give a nigga nine | |
| Chorus |
| Verse 1: | |
| He wanted drama so i brought him pain | |
| Wadadadang | |
| Listen to my nine millimeter go bang | |
| Out goes your brains feel the motherfuckin terror | |
| And you ain' t felt the comin of death like this ever | |
| You paused and now i got a colt 45 | |
| Semiautomatic explodin between your eyes surprise | |
| You never thought your yesterdays would come back to haunt you | |
| But believe me, i' ve come back to haunt you | |
| I' m bout to bring your dog days to you mista | |
| Cause rules in the streets you come off we come get ya | |
| And hit ya' and i done let you slide a few times | |
| But eventually you gots to die in due time | |
| Sunshine | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| Sunshine | |
| Everybody needs | |
| Sunshine | |
| My life, my life, my life | |
| Verse: | |
| His mama must' ve got the news | |
| The little boy that she gave birth to was on of them niggas they pulled | |
| Out the room | |
| And all my other little homies stood shocked | |
| While they watched my other little homie bleed nonstop | |
| On the other side of sorrow is a father being torn | |
| Apart by the sight of his son' s lying in the morgue | |
| He mourned cuz now he got to deal with the fact | |
| That his child is gone and tears can' t bring him back | |
| Turn on the t. v. and seen the unabomber | |
| I flew to d. c., still they got no karma | |
| And everybody say they think its all gonna change | |
| You paint me pictures, but they all look the same | |
| Its strange, i' m standin in my own frame of thought | |
| Remainin in the street game framin which i was taught | |
| I was taught to always keep my eyes open wide | |
| Cause in these streets you got to ride or you die | |
| I' ve seen a child born and i' ve seen a man die | |
| Can' t live forever and i understand why | |
| So when your time comes will you crawl or be brave | |
| And in between judgement will you fall or be saved | |
| Sunshine | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Tears rolled town his face as he stared at his potna | |
| With his chest full of holes and his head full of coppa | |
| Broke his ass off something propa he' s in the morgue | |
| With his brains in a shitbag and a toetag ongone | |
| This motherfucka must' ve thought he was a cat | |
| And had nine lives but ended up on his back | |
| And then the reaper came and took control of your mind | |
| And you can' t think you got a hole in your mind | |
| You dyin' and can' t nobody bring you out your coma | |
| When this nigga brought the end and turned the lights out for ya | |
| See ya and i wouldn' t want to be in your position | |
| Cause starin' the shaft of a strap and you the mission | |
| Means one thing you let a mothafucka catch you on the sneak tip | |
| And put your ass off in some deep shit got the deep six | |
| And everybody sad sendin' flowers to your ceremony | |
| They lost thier motherfuckin' homey | |
| Damn audi 5 on some dumb shit | |
| And motherfuckers steady riskin their safety behind this dumb shit | |
| But i refuse to give a nigga mine | |
| I give a nigga nine | |
| Chorus |
| Verse 1: | |
| He wanted drama so i brought him pain | |
| Wadadadang | |
| Listen to my nine millimeter go bang | |
| Out goes your brains feel the motherfuckin terror | |
| And you ain' t felt the comin of death like this ever | |
| You paused and now i got a colt 45 | |
| Semiautomatic explodin between your eyes surprise | |
| You never thought your yesterdays would come back to haunt you | |
| But believe me, i' ve come back to haunt you | |
| I' m bout to bring your dog days to you mista | |
| Cause rules in the streets you come off we come get ya | |
| And hit ya' and i done let you slide a few times | |
| But eventually you gots to die in due time | |
| Sunshine | |
| Chorus: x2 | |
| Sunshine | |
| Everybody needs | |
| Sunshine | |
| My life, my life, my life | |
| Verse: | |
| His mama must' ve got the news | |
| The little boy that she gave birth to was on of them niggas they pulled | |
| Out the room | |
| And all my other little homies stood shocked | |
| While they watched my other little homie bleed nonstop | |
| On the other side of sorrow is a father being torn | |
| Apart by the sight of his son' s lying in the morgue | |
| He mourned cuz now he got to deal with the fact | |
| That his child is gone and tears can' t bring him back | |
| Turn on the t. v. and seen the unabomber | |
| I flew to d. c., still they got no karma | |
| And everybody say they think its all gonna change | |
| You paint me pictures, but they all look the same | |
| Its strange, i' m standin in my own frame of thought | |
| Remainin in the street game framin which i was taught | |
| I was taught to always keep my eyes open wide | |
| Cause in these streets you got to ride or you die | |
| I' ve seen a child born and i' ve seen a man die | |
| Can' t live forever and i understand why | |
| So when your time comes will you crawl or be brave | |
| And in between judgement will you fall or be saved | |
| Sunshine | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Tears rolled town his face as he stared at his potna | |
| With his chest full of holes and his head full of coppa | |
| Broke his ass off something propa he' s in the morgue | |
| With his brains in a shitbag and a toetag ongone | |
| This motherfucka must' ve thought he was a cat | |
| And had nine lives but ended up on his back | |
| And then the reaper came and took control of your mind | |
| And you can' t think you got a hole in your mind | |
| You dyin' and can' t nobody bring you out your coma | |
| When this nigga brought the end and turned the lights out for ya | |
| See ya and i wouldn' t want to be in your position | |
| Cause starin' the shaft of a strap and you the mission | |
| Means one thing you let a mothafucka catch you on the sneak tip | |
| And put your ass off in some deep shit got the deep six | |
| And everybody sad sendin' flowers to your ceremony | |
| They lost thier motherfuckin' homey | |
| Damn audi 5 on some dumb shit | |
| And motherfuckers steady riskin their safety behind this dumb shit | |
| But i refuse to give a nigga mine | |
| I give a nigga nine | |
| Chorus |
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