The Sun Rises in the East

Oh yo look towards the darkness Nah nah yo look towards the light Yo what! Oh what the? Yo what is that? It's a supernova Nah nah man that's a black hoe Yo yo yo Yo it's it's it's I leap over lies in a single pound (Who are you?) The black prophet On

You wanna front, what? Jump up and get bucked If you're feeling lucky duck, then press your luck I snatch fake gangsta MC's and make em faggot flambe Your nine spray, my mind spray Malignant mist steadily pumps the funk The results your remains stuff

(Unclear words are in curly braces.) (REFRAIN:) I'm not talking about the queens But the bitches Not the sisters the bitches Not the young ladies the bitches The bitches, the bitches Now a queen's a queen and a stunt is a stunt You can tell who's who

Verse One: Dirty rotten scoundrel, that's what I'm called, on the street Could connive and cheat but rarely get beat Ya see I'm streetwise, a con-game pro Kickin the Bobby bullshit, too smart for Willie Bobo Not stressin five-o, hot hand in celo Live

It started on the sands of land of the mother Word to mother, king like my father My style survived slave ships, whips, and chains, hardships Still through all this the praise roll off my lips Bring your guns, chains and tone force your religion On m

'Now, I don't be foolin' around, I tell the truth. Nothin' is secret...' As devils search for the secrets to immortality I alter my physical chemistry Walk through the valley of the shadow of death I exist even when no things are left Vibrations tran