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Chorus-When the sun comes, you know the time and exactly where we coming from, uh, When the sun comes you know the time and exactly where we coming from, uh

When the sun comes reflect, observe the effects
Bet it shine on the most hood blood and crip sets. Perform at it’s peak. Shine the rays on producers til they format a beat. Same sun on the backs of slaves who chosе to speak. Today the brighter sun makеs wise words unique. Bring the heat to a chill, degrees that make Weezy respect Emmitt Till. Bring the brighter idea. Hope the sun finds it’s way to the face of Mumia. Make it much more clearer, Still blinding when reflected directly in the mirror. To my dudes
That fell down see ya’ll gone climb again. In the darkest nights the sun shall rise again. Set up solar power to them third world countries.  Hope the sun puts flames to the snitches and flunkies
The hottest star formed from a molecular cloud. The sun beamed on a boy who made his momma so proud.  When the curtains close on this life take a bow.  The sun waits for no man that’s why the time is right now. Natural Phenomenon make the world say wow

Chorus- Open your mind let in the bright sunshine, we travel the road wise til we reach our prime, perfect blend of perfection, it shows the reflection, decisions is yours so make the right selection, In these streets we don’t speak so to each is own, We still inherit the light like the Melanite stone, You know we walk wit the torch lit, Strength make em forfeit, back peddling cautious, Bringing heat like August

Masta Ace-
My man’s calling me sun cause I shine like one, and I rise before your eyes and blind like one, there’s a whole lotta stars sitting up in VIP trying to be like me, but I’m like none. I be the dawn of a new day illustrious, trust me it’s bound to take the cake like a souffle. compet**on get heated when I’m in the kitchen and go off top of the head like a Toupe’, In these sun rays, you can sun bath, Brownsville streets where my mom had her son raised, Most Sundays in the hotter months, I would’ve clipped the marks of a lotta chumps, and rise above em all, forget ya’ll regional plans, got a whole legion of fans and I love em all, and when it goes down imma rise again, and bring hope to your lives again, The sun

Chorus- Open your mind let in the bright sunshine, we travel the road wise til we reach our prime, perfect blend of perfection, it shows the reflection, decisions is yours so make the right selection, In these streets we don’t speak so to each is own, We still inherit the light like the melanite stone, You know we walk wit the torch lit, Strength make em forfeit, back peddling cautious, Bringing heat like August

Roy Ayers knew the time that’s why everybody loves the sunshine, divine for my people on the grind. My dudes let’s celebrate coming straight out the gate who faced 6 to 8 in that federal state. Hope the rays illuminate on the grave of Big L, and every last fallen soldier who repped the game well. We spin on a carousel watching are bills swell, speeding through life endangered Dama Gazelle. We calmly excel and cash out like Chappelle. Open stores like Patels clear vision like Cazels. Sharper than lapels see In a nutshell those rumors we dispel and haters we repel. Still the place where we dwell and sometimes rebel. Ride the waves and sail with a lady named Lavelle.  Hit the gas propel, long way from the shrapnel. When the sun comes I bid problems farewell

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