As sure as the sun rises in the East
It also sets in the WestOur sons done it, the gods never fronted
Whore nuns fuck a devil when the weight got hunted
My soul was sweeping, my mind keep stepping
In the depths of hell, yet I fell from the lessonMy soul leaves the body the situations nody
Original invisible to the ones who are tardy
A class for the better 'cause I be writing letters
Setting shit straight, one laugh at one shepherdHer face turns purple and demons in the surb
I held my breathe and I left out the wound kinda fertile
From the East the light shines onto the West
A test for the gods 'cause that's just where they rest
A tune for serenity, fucking up the enemy
If anyone makes it, then that's the way it's meant to be
Tried her, the times of a fighter
'Cause I'll supply Phife then step out the side doorIf your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
Rock on, rock onThe gods keep praying, saviors ain't saving
Nobody's soul yet the devil keeps playing
And kicked out the heavens, I rest on the seven
West of 85, if your chest type are warringNow, is the mystery one peace for victory
'Cause I know gods that will put you out your misery
Justice will lead 'em, deprived you of freedom
The beat broke the seal even though you don't need em
The beats and the Harlet, the land is a target
The truth will prevail but not many say far fetched
From 24 elders and half its 12, ruler
Bitches mess with knowledge of saleIf your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
Rock on, rock onLets see, it started with the serpent
Messing with Eve 'cause she wasn't certain
Nobody's got a temper, a spiritual dilemma
Enter in the realm where the spirits in the centerFuck perpetrating 'cause they'll murder Satan
See faith broke the seal while the world be waiting
He left it all to Jesus, I'm picking up the pieces
Friends that's deceased can never read my thesisDon't be resurrected and times got so hectic
Demons ain't elected while the money gets collected
The gods get theirs and the word is born
I mean the signs of the future is what they sawAnd the four living castles, life's got no hassles
It's all real real, just one big feascal
No soul held me hostage, angels kill the nonsense
Bond is my word but first do the knowledgeIf your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock onIf your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
Rock onIf your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
Rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
Rock onIf your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
Rock on
If your soul loves the sun, money, rock on
Rock on
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