SUN SPOTS

[Hook]
Streets on fire homie this what I know
It’s not what I say homie it’s what I show
Our whole history’s just a wrinkle in time
That’s why every rhyme is a life line

[Verse 1]
Psychic abilities writing is really mystical
My whole aura and lifestyle is atypical
Each song is a trip giving you visuals
I bring the spiritual light into the physical
These wannabes and weak fronts are pitiful
To not pop one you lames is difficult
Street savvy wordsmith I burn kids
Perm wigs with heat and then the birds flipped
Fuck off I spit proper the witch doctor
Shit talker sick monster fifth popper
I lay pipe so well I got my dick sponsored
Bang pipes blow shells I got the grip locker
Pistols cocked up shoot and do it for the fam
Building on the foundation of Orangeman
Corners jammed summer madness torch your man
Force the hand get monkey flipped and scorched with cans

[Hook]
Streets on fire homie this what I know
It’s not what I say homie it’s what I show
Our whole history’s just a wrinkle in time
That’s why every rhyme is a life line

[Verse 2]
Sun spots I’m dark and burn kelvin
Pop poindexters and murder Melvin’s
Who want the smoke dog I’m hell bent
And you can keep the change once the shells spent
Buck fifty nah do the knowledge still
Double that you’re queer as a three dollar bill
Slaughter cats you trap but can’t afford to rap
So that three dollar bill get you a quarter back
In the pocket countdown the rocket
Automatic Big wrench with the socket
Six million ways to die two ways to live
As a man or as a scared naked little kid
I was a wild teenager and I did a bid
Dom did fifteen he had to split a wig
That’s right get a gun or a knife
A dog or a spiked bat or run for your life

[Hook]
Streets on fire homie this what I know
It’s not what I say homie it’s what I show
Our whole history’s just a wrinkle in time
That’s why every rhyme is a life line

[Verse 3]
We ordained the struggle more pain and hustle
You want to be a boss you need brain and muscle
The brains are the books the muscle is the street smarts
I'm not worth a lot but at least I don't have a cheap heart

[Hook]
Streets on fire homie this what I know
It’s not what I say homie it’s what I show
Our whole history’s just a wrinkle in time
That’s why every rhyme is a life line