Catch the sun On a tram to Essendon See the red sunset go down behind the bridge Hear the hum Of everyone on their way home Half a pack of cigarettes
go back to mark it in the trees Watchin' out for narcs in the fatigues And them markings on the cees Catch me with a bitch in Gucci Parkas and Capris With a set
[Z-Ro talking] Yes sir, Z-Ro, Lil' Keke, Screw to Mo City CMG, KMJ, this how it go [Chorus] Sunshine, living in the ghetto daily trying to find Sunshine
Now pay attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these killing fields Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman
glistenin Now pay attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these killin fields Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside the solitary mind
a match. I knew right away he was not ordinary. He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?" I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary." We set
em know now. Take it to the streets and let the pump, pump go "Pow! " Take my style, let me show you how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown
my serve on So, leave 'em alone. They come They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown Lay slugs up in to them domes, so go on You'd rather go
It's just for comfortability! It's killin' me floatin' rock already we damage the ozone. Ain't nothin' been hot as the sun since steady b flex his authority
(feat. Shabaam Shadeeg, Skam, Kwest & A.L.) [Intro:] [man 1:] I like this song... [man 2:] All right! All right! All right everybody set off down! [man
kept our garden, we set the sun This is the only place on Earth blue bonnets grow And once a year they come and go At this old house here by the road
Seh she flirt wid her boyfriend bredren, him have money and bling so she go to bed wid him Catch disease now it started spreading she start to seek penicillin
try to get my life right and pray for bright light Set flames to the wheat rows during an eclipse And the spirits will come out and dance, catch you a
cute but it's about to be done I leave ya full of clipse like the moon blocking the sun my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch like an
If the sun should tumble from the sky If the sea should suddenly run dry If you love me, really love me Let it happen darling, I won't care Shall I catch
