Sunz Of Man

(feat. Omar Conry)
[winds blowing]
[Intro: Prodigal Sunn (Hell Razah)]
Yeah (yeah yeah yeah)
Many years in this shit (Young Razah)
Im still here, we still here, SOM (Young Razah bout to talk to yall)
The Sunn stay burnin
We dont give a fuck about this shit (SunZini yeah)
(Black Satin/60 Sec Assassin)
(Feel the game)
(Bitch yo Knight bout to do it)
[Prodigal Sunn]
Camouflaged through the City Lights, I paint pictures
Faint the scripture fascinated with crime, of brutally the liquor
Searchin for the answers, Arthur feet down died of cancer
The fall and rise of black people, God is your only answer
A little laughter for the good times and bad times
A day of sunshine, purity and deeper of designs
Steeper of minds, keeper of rhymes, my soul reclines
Build a gold mine and see my fam grow with time
Although it may seem, it aint what it appears to be
I stay sincerely, dearly, see I can feel with relating
Criminatin, interrogatin, God forsaken
Im on my heart achin, daddy on the block fakin
Another life taken, caught up in the hands of Satan
Great minds think alike, think Elevation
I shall proceed to teach my seeds
And I guaranteed indeed to blow trees
and I...
[Chorus: Omar Conry]
Im searchin, Im circling for the life
Im searchin, gon be a fight tonight
Im seachin, Im searchin for the light
Im searchin, Im searchin for the fire
[Hell Razah]
In this hip hop extravaganza, we the answer
Fuck dancers, pimps, hoes, players and gamblers
We Black Panthers, bandanas with cock hammers
Reporters got recorders, your films, tapes and cameras
Analyse this new grammar, you might catch us in Atlanta
We get around like Sel Antanas
Got rich niggas cant stand us, payin the banners
And black ballers, we set up tracks with a chorus
Get clapped by my rap supporters, catch you borders
Sleep walkers, get advanced to street orders
Hell comin, drop the dice, no runnin
From here to London, still the snakes stay cunnin
Christ descendents, shocked the world with a sentence
Invade your kingdom, now got the first born Princess
Give repentence at the heavens gate entrance
I rise like a bank interest
[Chorus]
[60 Second Assassin]
Its goin on like this one be the site, excite
Never gives a fuck about hype
Babies use it for ya rhymes, aight?
Smoke it for your piece pipe
TNT outlaw before ya niggas seen it right?
F.A. Rock, what up big Divine? Yo Shallah!
Keep them niggas hands up right
While I fuck these niggas up right
Silence your Lamb, it aint Sam
I lay dorment in the sand
Come visit my minute glass of mayhem
Jesus Christ and foodstamps, better move man
You stickin out like a fat ass
Its a wrap player, I went from pimpin the skag
I left shit in the bag, in them pants fool
Fat like haystack Calhoon, you niggas is a pigeon coup
I mastered physicals
[Chorus]
[Omar Conry]
Why we fighting? Fighting for the right
AInt no way we can do the fight tonight
C and them Sunz of Man
We fighting for our souls
Te fighting will a plan, its burning on my soul
[ The Trinity Lyrics ]