Song | Sunshine |
Artist | Scarface |
Album | The Untouchable |
Verse 1: | |
He wanted drama so i brought him pain | |
Wadadadang | |
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang | |
Out goes your brains; feel the mother****in 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 mother****a 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 motha****a 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 mother****in' homey | |
Damn audi 5 on some dumb shit | |
And mother****ers 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 mother in 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 mother a 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 motha a 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 mother in' homey | |
Damn audi 5 on some dumb shit | |
And mother ers steady riskin their safety behind this dumb shit | |
But i refuse to give a nigga mine | |
I give a nigga nine | |
Chorus |