Lirik Sunny Side Up (Explicit)
Sunny Side Up (Explicit) - Omid/Ellay Khule/DK Toon
Lyrics by：Beron Thompkins/Sean McNair/Omid Walizadeh
Composed by：Omid Walizadeh
Produced by：Omid
F**k all these haters slash irritators
Mic immitators denied access
You seem to be the whackest go practice
Come touch this phatness
Here's where the bus stop
Leave you at stuck at the bus stop
Who my homies
The bus driver makin your route liver
Making the bus rock
F-L-O-W apostrophe S I'll pass to invent
Style highlight it
Tryna stay gone gone faded
You got tie bite it
Why fight it's a losing battle
I gotta stay focused on the war
By the time my bullets fly by us all
Busy pieces of you and yours
Lie on the floor don't lie on the score
I got twenty you got four
Now that's a skunk
One who talks the talk and can't walk the walk
Now that's a punk
A psycho cicles logic door
Stay a figure on streets known for bumpin' whores
While you big time big shot on tour
Me and my homies we robbin' stores
Comin' up all through us
Don't be wanderin' off in my hood unannounced at midnight
We takin' count nobody in or out
Bring me his head on a plate but wait
It may seem insane but tie chained
To his brain we wanna escape
You must wanna get your soul right into scrape busty metal
Since birth I've been speakin' through
While eatin' food out of rusty kettle
And now it's time to settle
Meddle in my business
Hit eliminate done away with terminated
I've been pregnant this is my first birth
But most of it show related
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up
It's a hole in the ozone on top of Project Blowed
So samplin' MCs and devil demons can't go
Didn't yall know
Good and evil MC's gonna soon fight
The days here when you'll see
The sun shinin' behind the moon light
The most high gave my style to serve shine
Rhyme is fumble once a b***h included war salute for the sign
Four love God sense came control your vibe
The blues come from the green temples
Struggle is due to arrive
With got bar coded projects and inmates with life
For illumination is a price that
I have payed more than twice
Look for the sin
DK roar trough the clouds
Revelations in the speak of his vibe
Off to western shores make 'em put two hands so evil runs
I'm dyin' and diamonds rest on my tongue
Mixed breed I believe yall scientific term is muts
And negro's keep it sunny side up
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up
How you like yours
How I like my what
How you like style
I like mine sunny side up