Yo... this song is...
 Aiyyo Dunn this song is called Sunshower
 Cause we approachin the final hour
 You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers and sisters right now
 Is stay close to your families, and all your loved ones
 Cause this globe is about to explode with hatred
 They killin for pennies, knahmsayin?
 Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo

 Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
 of the prism of light but still blind
 because you lack the inner, every sinner
 will end up in the everlastin winter of hellfire
 Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out
 you cry out your words fly out, and sounds die out
 You remain unheard, sufferin eternally, internal external
 Along with your wicked fraternal from generals to colonels
 Releasin thermonuclear heat that burns you firmly
 And permanently upon this journey
 Through the journal of the book of life
 Those who took a life without justice
 will become just ice ice ice
 It's been taught that your worst enemy can harm you
 as much as your own wicked thoughts
 What devils fought we wrought, and let's annoint
 Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
 Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend of sandal
 with rose petals and jasmine, as men use talismans
 Burn some incense, chantin witchcraft to reach high dimensions
 I'm convinced, Allah is God always has been always will be
 You could travel every square inch of the planet and still be
 Ninety-three million miles away from the sun
 Til you realize you and the sun is one, like the knowledge
 Know the ledge to where your heart is
 or fall off into the internal hell that's uncharted
 Light travels at the rate of 186,000 miles per second
 through time and space, until it reach a target
 And once we're freed of darkness, and show em where the path
 Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these straight
 at the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate
 What you thought life was a sport? A game?
 One hundred years short, know the soul is immortal
 Walk through many portals, and those who go astray
 will pay a judgment day, and these few years of wicked bullshit
 ain't worth the eternity inside a sulfur lake
 With dragons and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
 Instead, I chose to become a newlywed to the true bread
 of life and fed God Degree of light to my head
 It's been said, the fool who sleep is already dead, so I stay awake
 And take care of my brother, and uncover reveal the skin
 so we can see each other, cause every color
 that makes the light appear duller, who's the colored man?
 Who's the original, who's the biochemical
 Who's the grafted digital, digital, digital, digital
 Digital.. yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

 Two hundred thousand million atmosphere cubic feet of air we breath
 While niggaz minds are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath
 the sea of reality, they can't inhale deep, devils have em
 Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 magnum
 And shatter bone fragments
 Cops love the block you gettin backed up by Dragnet
 Thrown into a six by a steel cabinet
 Flippin weights readin ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
 Those who haven't learnt get returned
 You freaky ass niggaz get burned
 Some walk around like they ain't concerned
 with the hell goin on inside the world
 The body of old men molest little girls
 Is it because the girl's breast has swelled
 to the size of a woman, although she's twelve
 The whole world is sick, sick, sick
 Trapped up in six, six, six
 I started off as a pawn in this marathon of life
 Tryin to carry on, wishin I had a bomb to blow up Babylon
 A vagabond, tryin to steal his corpse we're from paragon
 goin in circles, like a ferris wheel
 Undernourished meals I cherish hope, drown inside the sea of life
 Use my third eye for a periscope, and take flight to the edge of night
 To far heights so dark that even wit a bright light
 you couldn't see a spark of light
 While others play ball, ID call, me and GZA Dirty
 hangin in halls, bangin on walls
 Kickin rhymes three hours straight with no pause
 Boostin from Freeport sunrise to Amityville morgue
 Kept razorblade between the jaws, breakin all laws
 Started out writin fables to makin beats on lunchroom tables
 to wearin long cables that hung down to the navel
 So pack some crack and fat sacks of skunk
 to funnel the P-Funk, smokin woolie blunts
 Dust cocktails and primos, shot more dice than casinos
 Back when Wu-Gambinos were called F.O.I. MC's
 All and together now crew B.C.C.
 REC Posse, G.P., D.M.D.
 Ol Dirty stalked East New York GZA maintained Franklin Lane
 I was going to time with the Jeff, when students got slain
 Polo got nervous walked me to Shaolin sent me to Curtis
 Took share time in Marquis, New God general contractin service
 While Meth Chef and Dead was off the Nu-dol
 For white boys who took steroids
 Buildin up bicep tricep pectoids and deltoids
 Back when our girlfriends was virgins
 Cuttin class with Ghost tryin to bag hoes in Mary Birchem
 A Maybeldine beacon night school Washington Irving
 These young Gods was seekin
 Hoes in Westinghouse and Clara Parton and Medina
 Girls who sung like Sarafina
 On the corner of Belmont and Picket Avenue I seen her
 As if I dreamed her
 I was dead broke, now I will use key notes to make G-notes
 So it's always hope
 See subway train run through the city like blood through the veins
 To the heart of Medina, but Shaolin is the brain
 So take heed to these words
 And feel the power of the Sunshower

 Approachin the final hour
 Power equality, Allah sees everything
 Let's come together under the wings
 And take flight, Wu-Tang, the saga, Ryzarecta
 In your sector