Water The Sun

When you want the best for others Flame water the sun Bomb fire Inhaling the smoke and giving it Too Myself still Following Method Man myself king the emperor With uh iron lung Most of my love Didn’t listen Like I was speaking in Tongues Out chilla Japan Russia Out in cold Temple play Pause the train Line was long Made history Before The mystery’s Let all the knowledge sink In Genie spending many blocks And bottles Always business Before pleasure Without being Selfish Then I might let you Swallow Have me to forever hold I miss those ruff rider Days Keeping One another self That’s was the real G code We might Scatch A few records Burning Loud Speakers play then pop Sexy on wax Not to blow up Spot Hit the middle Sow seeds Harvest the crops Pouring out my Thoughts Rock my class School high Skipping Without the diamonds Lord with the rings Across the land Just call me ice Hemp fabric now cut Because the game Now became Candy cotton Righteous With the riches It it was up to me I would cut the upper Hands That’s forever keeping My people hearts rotten Speak my name Remember me Never forgotten Like all the elders No stopping Pleasure my world Tours Only trying to give Life Move forward Or detour showing what we doing This for