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To off and far away
A place
A hole in the dirt you don't know about
King of all scum
Here I reign
In the black sunshine
A place you'll never hope to go

times counting this Tuesday 
I ain't got no money, I hitchhike and cruse for free, babe 
I stay in a commune and go by the name Juniper Sunshine 
Maybe

everybody cup of tea

But we choose sunshine over rain, after left by spring
Look how warm the mountain
What a nice ship and clean cabin

Bring the glass,

haters can hate me
Back to the message why they hating on a black man
Kings and queens we was raise like the taliban
Enslaved by the white man tortured by

you next to me
Promise you'll be home by sunrise
It 4 pm you still sleep
Room pitch black just to eat
You wake up smoke some weed
Then it's right back

blinded by the sunshine
At the at the hour of noon
You could be dressed in black, drinking blood red wine
By the light of the moon
And when you're not

Up early in the morning
Black sky is clear 
Stars so bright and one stands out
Must be a planet near

Daybreak will be coming soon
Birds start

dust
To make me fly and Neverland
I'm the black panther
Wit the crown baby I'm the man
She my cheerleader supporting
The steady knocking brand
I like my

Blue lengths of parachute
Red swaths expand in swirls
White backdrop
Gold and yellow mixed in like sunshine twirls
To break the flag into a sun-rich

exploring the signs that I have at hand
What does it mean for a black man to be an active activist?
Or an artist activated by hardships?
And all this

through by keeping on going
By pushing myself, harder and harder
Until that point that there is nothing left to grab on to
And my fingers will let go, one

dream
Life seem warm, black sunshine on time
Why stay bored, Keep one line online
But I still can't sleep
Cuz I'm

Behind on my bills
Common as can be

I've never been a stranger to the night
Every dream I had was black & white
Didn't know that I was broken
Til you broke in to my heart
And opened up

by, ain't enough darkness in these skies to take my sunshine
Truth be told they don't give a Fuck About our black lives
We statistics and politicians

that pass by like a meteorite
Throw on your favorite reel that's good to go
On the analog player watch the people glow
Sit back to the breeze let

roots
Ghoulish slender trees inviting
To the satiated by wails woods

Sunshine was never seen out of here
Light rays drowning in sepulchral fog
It's no

Rainy days seem to be my favorite sometimes
The flavor of sunshine
Can savor it's fun time and fun rhymes
This is serious shit
Lucy Ricardo scheming

Sleep Deprived

Lute

Revenge of the Dreamers III

Southside, we do whatever it takes
It was apartheid when my barber parted my fade
'Cause now I'm pulled left and right by Keshia and Adrinae
All this shit

It's Nothing

Fat Joe

Hip Hop #71: True Gangsta

2003

Yeah. Uh. Joe crack the don!
Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
Terror squad, its our time!
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
Uh, yo, uh-huh, what, yea, uh... woo

Someone's in the Kitchen

Jump, Little Children

Early Years, Vol. 1

2001

I spent Sunday afternoon just hanging around
Hanging by my nails two miles up and falling down
Checking out the weather
With my strung out

just singin my song
driiiiivin down the freeway
life already fast so i'm movin along
driiiivin down the freeway
blowin my smoke all by myself, just

on my left shoulder
Long days cold nights lyrics by the candle light
I’m just trying to handle life simple like a roll of dice
Same time so precise no

Hot Dog

When we started in, here would
Come this big, black, Hairy male hound
Dripping of mouth and penis
Stinking and panting and lurid with

of dreams
You can't hear the screams
In this alley of dreams

You hardly find black just clear light colors
The whole world looks so bright
People spreading