[prince poetry]

There's a breeze, 34 degrees of heat

Jeeps pumping organized, kids in the street

Bugging, brothers in the car with brand new pumps

50 bars, oh man

It's kinda sunny so i'm sliding on the down

Low, waiting for divine to come around

So we can be out, weather of caravan of honeys to the beach

To burn my toes in the sand



[pharoahe monch]

Running to motivate, lace up the boots real tight

Pants are sagging, we're hanging all night

But i got to get a bite to eat

Cause i be needing nourishment to move my feet

Now it's about time that we round up the heard

So i can get lifted, word

Who's got the weed and beat, yes i'm ready to get elevated



[prince poetry]

Never hesitated, to round up the heard for a night of ex-

Citement, tight to the look of ?lie lighten?

Philly, 40 dogs passed around

Hanging with han solo and ??? now we're new york bound

Back to the southside of town where i flip it

In the summer, i pumps the drummer up so i can kick it

Represent organized as i walk into the sun

And that's how it went



[female singing] [organized konfusion]

Everybody, everybody walk...in...to...the...sun

Walk into the, walk into the sun as i walk into the sun (repeat 2x)



[pharoahe monch]

Put one foot in front of the other

That's how we walk into the sun my brother

Put away your razors, knives, guns

No need for that, black, as we walk into the, sun

Or should i say run?

Chasing girls with the big fat buns

Mmmm, or should i say "bitty?"

I know smitty's, girls with the big fat (ahhhh!)

Nah, i can't say that

I love when you touch 'em and they say "i don't play that"



[prince poetry]

Oooooh, give me mine as i walk into the sunshine

Cars going "beep beep"

Bully-burger bound to get something to eat

Uptown, ain't no other way, sugar

I'd rather squash the beef, but never hesitate a moment to pull a

Trigger to protect self

Kicking the wicked styles i could possibly kick to my last breath

Deleting the idiot who commences to lollygag

Riding a black doo rag to bed, to work, to play, mmmm, whatever

Mmmmm, word, that's what's happening

So i will say like mmmmm come get it

Collect loot and with the monch i split it

Money b and tupac is my west coast connect

When i'm in the bay area on the set

As i walk into the sun i got to give props to the supporters

And the ones who bought us cause the rest get the buttocks



[pharoahe monch]

Let the sun shine in, greet it with a grin

Open up your heart and let the sun shine in

I'm having sex on the beach with a black russian

See we was discussing our fuzzy navel

She used to live on long island with iced tea

And a sneaky little freak named bloody marie

She was absolut-ly on some other kamikaze type tip, she

The way she dove on me, held my hand

Walking along the boardwalk, kicking sand

And not to mention the air gets thick

In the summer so i buy pants thin and quick

No we're not cowards, dammit, but life's a beach

So you never catch me in howard

Chilling together, however, i'm gonna walk into the sun

No matter the weather



[female singing] [organized konfusion]

Everybody, everybody walk...in...to...the...sun

Walk into the, walk into the sun as i walk into the sun (repeat 2x)



Everybody, everybody, you gotta walk into the sun

Got to get away, walk into the sun



Walk!


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