Song | Sun Won't Come Out |
Artist | Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth |
Album | The Main Ingredient |
作词 : Penn, Phillips, Scales | |
Open, sesame, steppin through the mist, it's the specialist | |
Comin to box, and flooded with rocks | |
We'll get down for mine, the kind that makes cement feel us | |
Standin in the company of killers | |
Follow my trail as i walk through the valley of death | |
Left, to fear no evil, cause what i grip is legal | |
I'm hot like yard, the point guard of this group, on the loop | |
Never your right, raising all your game type tonight | |
Entering the level of high gear | |
You'd think it took a bob marley spliff to get here | |
Front to rear god of the drugs that you're hearin | |
While my neighbors say we need to be jailed for rackateerin | |
Now appearin, pete rock and cl smooth, to the jugular | |
Now you got mecca and the soul brother | |
Slightly, you might raise a hair of doubt | |
But if we don't rock the spot, the sun won't come out | |
[pete rock] | |
Check it out, without pete rock and cl smooth | |
Without _anger in the naion_ | |
Yo, without _mecca and the soul brother_ | |
You know the sun won't come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
You know we can't _reminisce_ | |
If we don't _straighten it out_ | |
You know the sun won't come out | |
[cl smooth] | |
Un-chained heat, i hustle on the street or beat | |
To keep you on the edge of your seat, you consumer | |
A qb-like boomer, the ultimate team | |
But if i wake up in another woman's bed, i'ma scream | |
I'm settin up shop pop to overthrow castro | |
Chokin over noriega's garcia vegas | |
Guess who supplies the pies and dope triples | |
Now she leaks ass cheeks, pearly whites and titty nipples | |
Would cl ever trick loot on pc? | |
Even if i never had sonny boy i disagree | |
Cut the small talk, i give more marks than a school of sharks | |
On attack, so keep your ass back | |
When it's wack you get a thumbs down, another record deal wasted | |
Listen man, find another occupation man | |
Here's the persuasion, blazin one amazin route that's all about.. | |
.. "the sun won't come out" | |
[pete rock] | |
Yo, so check it out, with pete rock and cl smooth | |
You gotta _act like you know_ | |
_if it ain't rough, it ain't right_ kid | |
You know the sun won't come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
You can't _reminisce_ to _t.r.o.y._ | |
If we don't _straighten it out_ | |
You know the sun won't come out | |
[cl smooth] | |
I rule chicks off acoustics, watchin the knicks | |
We up ten, but need to stop shootin bricks | |
Put the jailhouse funk in under stars | |
Til the lines on my looseleaf, look like some metal bars | |
My forecast hits a megablast, and what i invent | |
A pack of bloodhounds could never get the scent | |
Payin off the beast now my bills increase | |
If there's a five dollar rock sold in the park i want a piece | |
The sun won't come out, unless the crowd start this | |
Cause if it was my choice, you all dance in darkness | |
Cause any verse rips a total eclipse for sun rays | |
Anyways was the phrase back in my younger days (so check it out) | |
Now the god displays the attribute, dealin with heat | |
From the bassment, enterin the streets you meet | |
Pete rock and cl smooth and when you see what it's about | |
You know the sun came out, now pass my shades | |
[pete rock] | |
Yo, without pete rock and cl smooth | |
Without _anger in the nation_ | |
Yo, without _mecca and the soul brother_ | |
You know the sun won't come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
You gotta _act like you know_ | |
_if it ain't rough it ain't right_ kid | |
You know the sun won't come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
We can't _reminisce_ | |
Yo, if we don't _straighten it out_ | |
You know the sun won't come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
Without _ghettoes of the mind_ | |
If you know what i'm talkin about | |
You know the sun won't come out, so check it | |
One two, pete rock and cl smooth for ninety-four | |
Breakin you off somethin proper | |
Check it, peace y'all |
zuò cí : Penn, Phillips, Scales | |
Open, sesame, steppin through the mist, it' s the specialist | |
Comin to box, and flooded with rocks | |
We' ll get down for mine, the kind that makes cement feel us | |
Standin in the company of killers | |
Follow my trail as i walk through the valley of death | |
Left, to fear no evil, cause what i grip is legal | |
I' m hot like yard, the point guard of this group, on the loop | |
Never your right, raising all your game type tonight | |
Entering the level of high gear | |
You' d think it took a bob marley spliff to get here | |
Front to rear god of the drugs that you' re hearin | |
While my neighbors say we need to be jailed for rackateerin | |
Now appearin, pete rock and cl smooth, to the jugular | |
Now you got mecca and the soul brother | |
Slightly, you might raise a hair of doubt | |
But if we don' t rock the spot, the sun won' t come out | |
pete rock | |
Check it out, without pete rock and cl smooth | |
Without _anger in the naion_ | |
Yo, without _mecca and the soul brother_ | |
You know the sun won' t come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
You know we can' t _reminisce_ | |
If we don' t _straighten it out_ | |
You know the sun won' t come out | |
cl smooth | |
Unchained heat, i hustle on the street or beat | |
To keep you on the edge of your seat, you consumer | |
A qblike boomer, the ultimate team | |
But if i wake up in another woman' s bed, i' ma scream | |
I' m settin up shop pop to overthrow castro | |
Chokin over noriega' s garcia vegas | |
Guess who supplies the pies and dope triples | |
Now she leaks ass cheeks, pearly whites and titty nipples | |
Would cl ever trick loot on pc? | |
Even if i never had sonny boy i disagree | |
Cut the small talk, i give more marks than a school of sharks | |
On attack, so keep your ass back | |
When it' s wack you get a thumbs down, another record deal wasted | |
Listen man, find another occupation man | |
Here' s the persuasion, blazin one amazin route that' s all about.. | |
.. " the sun won' t come out" | |
pete rock | |
Yo, so check it out, with pete rock and cl smooth | |
You gotta _act like you know_ | |
_if it ain' t rough, it ain' t right_ kid | |
You know the sun won' t come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
You can' t _reminisce_ to _t. r. o. y. _ | |
If we don' t _straighten it out_ | |
You know the sun won' t come out | |
cl smooth | |
I rule chicks off acoustics, watchin the knicks | |
We up ten, but need to stop shootin bricks | |
Put the jailhouse funk in under stars | |
Til the lines on my looseleaf, look like some metal bars | |
My forecast hits a megablast, and what i invent | |
A pack of bloodhounds could never get the scent | |
Payin off the beast now my bills increase | |
If there' s a five dollar rock sold in the park i want a piece | |
The sun won' t come out, unless the crowd start this | |
Cause if it was my choice, you all dance in darkness | |
Cause any verse rips a total eclipse for sun rays | |
Anyways was the phrase back in my younger days so check it out | |
Now the god displays the attribute, dealin with heat | |
From the bassment, enterin the streets you meet | |
Pete rock and cl smooth and when you see what it' s about | |
You know the sun came out, now pass my shades | |
pete rock | |
Yo, without pete rock and cl smooth | |
Without _anger in the nation_ | |
Yo, without _mecca and the soul brother_ | |
You know the sun won' t come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
You gotta _act like you know_ | |
_if it ain' t rough it ain' t right_ kid | |
You know the sun won' t come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
We can' t _reminisce_ | |
Yo, if we don' t _straighten it out_ | |
You know the sun won' t come out | |
Without pete rock and cl smooth | |
Without _ghettoes of the mind_ | |
If you know what i' m talkin about | |
You know the sun won' t come out, so check it | |
One two, pete rock and cl smooth for ninetyfour | |
Breakin you off somethin proper | |
Check it, peace y' all |