Esmeralda - Walkin' Into The Sun lyrics
Walk into the sun You gotta walk till you can't walk no mo Walk into the sun Honey This The Time We Gotta Go (Repeat) I remain unfazed by the blaze of my sins Sacrificed my life so I'm playing to win Seen droughts and floods streets got natural disasters An ounce of bud actually get you blasted I came a long way from them Raleigh head busters Ten the hard way when a body left dusted Grew up wit some k**ers of kilter Hang you from a tree and say that you was the klan victim Crack fiends used to rob me to taste hells sand Hate living escape to prison making cell plans Getting dehydrated cause they funds ain't liquid Touching dimes cutting lines cause guns ain't scripted Trying to launder they pockets but the cleaners is closed Pondering profits so my demeanor is cold Knew some queens caught that AIDS shooting boy in they arm Heart heavy trying to walk steady they lacing wit raw Seen my first ounce of gla** at thirteen Stole spirits as souls peering in the earths seams we thirst cream Trying to build with a shaky foundations Silent screams spill when violence stagnated I'm walking into the sun and yall thought it was over I told yall once before now I'm gone have to show ya I'm walking into the sun me and my weary soldiers We been bearing that load so you know you can't hold us (Repeat) Walk into the sun You gotta walk till you can't walk no mo Walk into the sun Honey This The Time We Gotta Go They used to rape little boys on my block Crooked cops buying butchered box on night watch Momma caught the cancer lost her hair and gave that sh** back Ask god for an answer do he care I'm feeling trapped You got intestinal fortitude well we eat chitlins Want to know your fortune fool Them cookies delicious See I flipped this sh** like parkour No boats in the sea of pain I harbored Yet far more endured worse Reminded my gears grinded but I'm never in reverse Traversed this pure hurt Boy got his head chopped broad day at the barbershop 9 shots he gossiped bout who got got Even fallen angels once knew the lord Broken hearts score but so few on the board I wade through the river of darkness I could get you to first base even if you not pitching the hardest Washing my sins so my blood on the line A menace see they wanna sentence me so they judging my rhymes I be current but waves turning so I stay backwards In the windows of my eyes dwindled lives left shattered Hook/hook Sometimes I wonder how I made it through (how I made it through child) My momma told me I'ma pray for you (pray for the babies) Sometimes I wonder how I made it through (how I made it through child) My momma told me I'ma pray for you (blow Anwar) We Want The Funk, and nothing but the Punk Funk!