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Hail the Sun of Righteousness
Light and life to all He brings
Risen with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die

(I'm blessed...)
What I should do so I best, praise the ultimate one above all the rest (all the rest)
Yes the most extraordinary power is what he

and then ask why she die
I would drink till am high put my eye to the sky
She spoke and all i heard was stop son

The way i flow am causing clusters
But its

nigga

Tired of all the bitch ass niggas in my city
Feelin' like I'm 50
Niggas tryna end me
Started all this shit from a joke, now they envy
Pockets

awhile back
Through the fire
Through the hurt and through the Flames
I look up to the Sun when I'm Surrounded by the rain
Through the the fire
Through

want me to be your husband
Clap you like a drum
Shoot out my son like a gun
All of my brothers we smoke by the ton
Wanna go back to when it begun
I could

Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Risen with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no

It ain't all sun and rainbows hauling freight across this land
Boxcars back there clackin' full of bullshit from Japan
I said it once before and I'll

agenda
Pushes through,
I abuse the rotting dead

No longer bound
By orders now,
Destruction is all I see

Appalling crimes,
My final goal,
I bathe in

Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Risen with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no

all for the wind, Started out earthy, now a divine being,
All things new and all things God! Birthed by the Spirit and I never cut the cord, Source -

Waiting round all day God can you fix me up
Even though I'm stuck on my ass really ain't doing nun
My parents saw that in me when I was a kid super

And I've been up for a minute
And I'm going up not kidding
Imagine like the son not spitting
Gotta keep it moving not tripping
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Hold on
By

more fun
Tired cause
Demons always run
Chase for new fears
Never settle son
Got the dope by the ton
Got the cigs let it burn
Its your shift gotta run

back
Do right by the dead
We getting it back
Son of the Hashira slinging the sun
Muzan ya done
This is for all of my hitters that died
When the moon was

what I'm about to say with out a doubt or delay you better get out the way.

Verse 2

Came from a family third son sixth child plagued by insanity cursed

the bums away, know I been takin' their funds away
They tannin? Bitch, I'm the sun, okay
Fathered, them all are my sons, so wait (Yeah)
Lookin' for trouble,

on you
Late, better than not at all
Trip fall, bust from big balls
Hot one, grip on shotgun
Lost one, prophet plot, son
Dust in rocks, pull up socks

with a little bit of rum

Sun rays flood my face like a gun
Squint my eyes, realize shit im fuckin dumb

Think im the one who can juggle it all
Bouncing

work in the morning?
This is my work bitch I work when I’m yawning

And the sun let me see thats its worth all the storming
And my son let me see that

feeling up high now
Above all the clouds and the planes in my way 
Fell 30 thousand feet just to land in a stack of hay  
Like..
I’m o lucky son of a gun
I

a mare man trynna stop the sun From shining
Your efforts is all that I'm admiring
Everything is basic I've been this hard headed since secondary
Same time

Goin Thru the storm... I’m waiting for the sun to shine.... to say that I ain’t never lost it all... I ah be lyin.... upset that shit ain’t working

cradle the soul son
Deep plunge into the orange
It’s so fun once you drop all of that faux stuff
So tough until you dress the cut
And let it burn, cause