It also sets in the west
 Verse 1:
 Our sons done it  the gods never fronted
 whore nuns fuck a devil when the weight got hunted
 my soul was swepping  my mind keep stepping
 in the depths of hell yet I fell from the lesson
 my 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 shepard
 her 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 thats just where they rest
 a tune for serenity, fucking up the enemy
 if anyone makes it then thats the way its ment to be
 tryed her, the times of a fighter
 cause I'll supply Phife then step out the side door
 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
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 rock on, rock on
 Verse 2:
 The gods keep praying, saviors aint saving
 nobodys soul yet the devil keeps playing
 and kicked out the heavens I rest on the seven
 west of 85 if your chest type are warring
 now is the mystery one peace for victory
 cause I know gods that will put you out your mysery
 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 sale
 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
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 rock on, rock on
 Verse 3:
 Lets see, it started with the serpent
 messing with Eve cause she wasn't certain
 nobodys got a temper, a spiritual dilemma
 enter in the realm where the spirits in the center
 fuck 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 thats deceased can never read my thesis
 don't be resurrected and times got so hectic
 demons aint 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 saw
 and the four living castles, lifes got no hassles
 its all real real just one big feascal
 no soul held me hostage, angels kill the nonsense
 bond is my word, but first do the knowledge
 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
 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
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 rock on
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 rock on
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 rock on
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 rock on
 If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
 rock on