(feat. Q-Tip)



[Large Professor]

Yo.. Yeah

Nowhere to run to nowhere to hide

Sittin' on the front stoop right outside

In the moonlight when I take flight I fly

Crack the engine then I break out like Gon Benchin

Thousands of pounds spit thousands of rounds

And verses help 'em out like I found missin' person

This time I'ma try to lie on Tony Person

So people can hear how my rap sound perfect

Could hate a nigga but in fact it's not worth it

Never know how long you've got on this earth kid

Count them blesses and pay them dues

Keep rolling with the winners cause they don't loose

In the two g-era the skies is looking clearer

And nothing can stop them guys that's in the mirror

So thankful that I keep my hands on the bankroll

Can't play the shit without falling of the bankroll

So I stay stable like a natural born hustla

Kickin' that hot shit right for all the customers

Near or far comin' here to star

I'll be pourin' out beer in the park

For my loved ones

deep and dick is how my love runs for you

So with no further ado

I'ma smash it kick that shit they call acid

24 hours a day remain classic



[Chorus]

[Q-Tip] In the sun.. sun.. su.. su.. su.. sun

[Large] ah, in the sun kid

[Q-Tip] Keep going

[Q-Tip] In the sun.. sun.. su.. su.. su.. sun

[Large] ah, in the sun kid

[Q-Tip] Keep growing

[Q-Tip] In the sun.. sun.. su.. su.. su.. sun

[Large] yeah, in the sun kid

[Q-Tip] Keep moving

[Q-Tip] In the sun.. sun.. su.. su.. su.. sun

[Large] ah, in the sun kid

[Q-Tip] We keep it moving

[Q-Tip] In the sun.. sun.. su.. su.. su.. sun

[Large] ah, in the sun kid

[Q-Tip] We can't stop it

[Q-Tip] In the sun.. sun.. su.. su.. su.. sun

[Large] yeah, in the sun kid



[Q-Tip] 

I arise from my melinence to the sun beginnings

Kiss by the way of a sunny day

But I feel it in my boner childs without a home

A prison cell holds a dream to a black thing

I never thought I'd see the day when brothers pledging leadges

To a red white I'm too this way wavin' non truth

Yo, here's the forty acres in the mule hah

You rather get this Mickey D's in the tool hah

And in the sun I see the way you pull a harsh dreams

And in the sun I see your own way to new things

Every man has got to bow down at God's grace

Every soul has to conceed to God's goals

Politicians get religious to the star people

As the constitution reader says I'm not equal

Three fifht's of the gifts from the love supreme

This gotta be a bad dream I'm here at train screen

Little kids are getting robbed for computer dwarfs

Family structure is destroyed marriage null avoid

All he's gotten formulated will he hate to say it

What I can see it isn't really in the sun



[Chorus: without LP]



[Large Professor]

Yo don't never think I'd forgotten

The day's flag is in'

Sittin' in the lunchroom

eatin' and dreamin'

on about the things we do

when we reach in defendance

nothing is brandnew

it's all still a part of the plan

meet your man

from decades ago can't nobody understand

the hard shits we been through

sun to sun

on the wake up knock knock

everybody gotta run for the ultimate goal

can loose their soul

in the process

so and to you I say God bless

seeing your face lets me see my own

so why zone, and think about the days we got stolen

in the staircases of parking buildings

living childrens

rolling in the world so cold just like pelgrims

in my great dilly nowadays perilli

get to see one and other

and when we connect we still brothers

and now we in the cooperative world

and the game is different

you get caught up in the twirl

and if your fam ain't effective

so here's our perspective

to help each other

cause man ain't it hectic



[Chorus: to fade]