Sun Won't Come Out

Open Sesame, stepping through the mist, it's the specialist Coming to box, and flooded with rocks We'll get down for mine, the kind that makes cement feel us Standing in the company of killers Follow my trail as I walk through the valley of death Left, to fear no evil, cause what I grip is legal I'm hot like yard, the point guard of this group, on the loop Never your right, raising all your game type tonight Entering the level of high gear You'd think it took a Bob Marley spliff to get here Front to rear God of the drugs that you're hearing While my neighbors say we need to be jailed for rackateering Now appearing, Pete Rock and CL Smooth to the jugular Now you got Mecca and the Soul Brother Slightly, you might raise a hair of doubt But if we don't rock the spot, The Sun Won't Come Out Check it out, without Pete Rock and CL Smooth Without Anger in the Nation Yo, without Mecca and the Soul Brother You know The Sun Won't Come Out Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth You know we can't Reminisce If we don't Straighten It Out You know The Sun Won't Come Out Un-chained heat, I hustle on the street or beat To keep you on the edge of your seat, you consumer A QB-like Boomer, the ultimate team But if I wake up in another woman's bed, I'mma scream I'm settin up shop pop to overthrow Castro Chokin over Noriega's Garcia Vegas Guess who supplies the pies and dope triples Now she leaks ass cheeks, pearly whites and titty nipples Would CL ever trick loot on PC? Even if I never had sonny boy I disagree Cut the small talk, I give more marks than a school of sharks On attack, so keep your ass back When it's wack you get a thumbs down, another record deal wasted Listen man, find another occupation man Here's the persuasion, blazin one amazin route that's all about The Sun Won't Come Out Yo, so check it out, with Pete Rock and CL Smooth You gotta Act Like You Know If It Ain't Rough, It Ain't Right kid You know The Sun Won't Come Out Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth You can't Reminisce to T.R.O.Y If we don't Straighten It Out You know The Sun Won't Come Out I rule chicks off acoustics, watchin the Knicks We up ten, but need to stop shootin bricks Put the jailhouse funk in under stars Til the lines on my looseleaf, look like some metal bars My forecast hits a megablast, and what I invent A pack of bloodhounds could never get the scent Payin off the beast now my bills increase If there's a five dollar rock sold in the park I want a piece The Sun Won't Come Out, unless the crowd start this Cause if it was my choice, you all dance in darkness Cause any verse rips a total eclipse for sun rays Anyways was the phrase back in my younger days (so check it out) Now the God displays the attribute, dealin with heat From the bassment, enterin the streets you meet Pete Rock and CL Smooth and when you see what it's about You know The Sun Came Out, now pass my shades Yo, without Pete Rock and CL Smooth Without Anger in the Nation Yo, without Mecca and the Soul Brother You know The Sun Won't Come Out Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth You gotta Act Like You Know If It Ain't Rough It Ain't Right kid You know The Sun Won't Come Out Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth We can't Reminisce Yo, if we don't Straighten It Out You know The Sun Won't Come Out Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth Without Ghettoes of the Mind If you know what I'm talking about You know The Sun Won't Come Out, so check it One two, Pete Rock and CL Smooth for ninety-four Breakin you off somethin proper Check it, peace y'all