G.O.D

Sunspot Jonz
Galaxy of dream
Traveling in a solar system that I call me
Bump up the kick
meditating off a hit
skywalking is the code name ashtray the tip
Her lips are sweet as the swisher
I freak change the picture
Getting Janis Joplin drunk
Off this Sunday Liquor
Getting abstract answers
from half-ass Panthers
Just feeding off my soul
Your existence is a cancer
And that’s played out
Like rhyming cancer with answer
Or saying I kick it like Tai-bo
Blowing up ya Panzer
Not see
what ya trying to do crazy
Talent is missing what the fuck are you saying
Ohhh
And now were traveling unraveling
and when I see that ass and she’s wet with my baptism
It’s like I’m saved in ya body
Now we make one
shot is all you got
Baby don’t stop

(The Light)
I don’t know you
you don’t know huh
how we’ve gone
it’s so far
we just gone and we gone and we gone
Superstar
I just want to see you in the way that you don’t see yourself
But we do
So we journey

Sunspot Jonz galaxy of dreams
Falling through the atmosphere with my mpc
I’m a soldier of rhythm
Non prisoner of religion
No preset laws not just taking what is given
EQ ya life
See through the light
And find the beat is bumping that is ya life
Don’t get played out like corn rolls and flat booty models
How the blind gonna lead the blind
With no care of tomorrow
That’s lame as republicans
That’s lame as Bush again
That’s a lame as rappers mentioning
drug dealers they aint meeting
Just to get a Rep
Guru can you heal them
Gangstar living large when I get to Heaven
Yar like a pirate
only grog in my diet
Wack MC’s get the plank like Walking tall violence
If you hiring a tyrant
I’ll land up on your planet
Regulate for love
Black Fantasia on her stomach

(The Light)
I don’t know you
you don’t know huh
how we’ve gone
it’s so far
we just gone and we gone and we gone
Superstar
I just want to see you in the way that you don’t see yourself
But we do
So we journey

All you rappers done fell off
Guess they got to rich
Now they’re like the fat person at the all you can eat trying to cut line bitch
Ya street stories don’t exist anymore
Ya bored ya lyrics are shit
You recycle and recycle
Backpedal is ya shtick
Gimmicky little twits
Impressive as small tits
My girl is a 10
ya girl is again
Try something new
That whole thang busted
The galaxy is vast
You still holding a muskette
Civil warring yaself
It’ll go to the death
The music that I’m spitting burning through the
Liquid hell
God in my breath
And every step
Magical as the nebula
Which dimension next

(The Light)
I don’t know you
you don’t know huh
how we’ve gone
it’s so far
we just gone and we gone and we gone
Superstar
I just want to see you in the way that you don’t see yourself
But we do
So we journey