Woorden: AZ. Sunshine.

Once again, firm affiliation
Like we say, the show must go on

Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey

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

It's 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

Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey
Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey

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
And 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 and days

And 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 do or die till I'm dead

Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey
Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey

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

Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey
Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey

Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey
Sunshine, we hustle to the moon light
Reminisce on a good time, cop comet on bogey