Letras:
Hi Tek The Sun God

of revolution If the drama comes I'ma have to, uhh, pop his gun It's the Sun God, yeah To the sun To the sun To the sun ...

baby mothers Look how far El Dorados and wine bottles drug us Least God and the sun love us, it's the Sun God [Verse Two] Everywhere is broken glass

: (feat. The Outlawz) You, you, you with your funny, fun, fun Lookin up at the sunny, sun, sun Butterfly cheeks and lemoncut hair Hardly a worry and

You, you, you with your funny, fun, fun Lookin' up at the sunny, sun, sun Butterfly cheeks and lemon-cut hair Hardly a worry and never a care In her

Yo Dj Hi-Tek Drop The Motherfuckin Beat Box Dog Bring That Next-Level Shit Uh, Yo, For Real That's What I'm Talking About Check It Out Totally Psychic

(feat. The Outlawz) You, you, you with your funny, fun, fun Lookin up at the sunny, sun, sun Butterfly cheeks and lemoncut hair Hardly a worry and never

(feat. The Outlawz) You, you, you with your funny, fun, fun Lookin up at the sunny, sun, sun Butterfly cheeks and lemoncut hair Hardly a worry and never

my man speak with beats If I could make it in New York, I figured anywhere I'd make it Came to Cincinnati linked with Mood, and we did Sacred Hi-Tek beats

Kweli] Yeah, this is dedicated To all ya'll ma'fuckas who be listenin to lyrics You know there's a lot bullshit in the industry right now (Hi-Tek) But