Christopher Michael - Legend of the Sunrise Kid (feat. Blaque Alex)

Get your mother fucking hands high
This is it
This the legend of sunrise
Keep em up
Open up yo eyes
I am him
The legend of sunrise
Get your mother fucking hands high
This is it
The legend of sunrise
Keep em up
Open up yo eyes
I am him
The legend of sunrise
Out the culdesac
Run boy run get it on the map
Young Brooklyn boy spitting all the crack
On county line road bumping all the tracks
Yo it’s on lock
Man I feel like Pac
If they kill a nigga now
Man I’ll be s dot
If they wait till I’m 40
I’m a be Epcot
Walt & Heisenberg
So I always gotta knock
I’m chemist when I cook it
Herd they looking for the roc
If they looking for a shock
Nikolai I got
When I spit it I come with it
Like the onyx and the Brock
If you fucking with the cops
Don’t hit me for a bop
Yeah I mean it
Yeah I mean it
Motherfucking mean it
If she looking for the penis
giving her the Remus
Nigga Doggy style
Like Snoop in the 90s
fucking with it tho
Lowkey don’t remind me
Get your mother fucking hands high
This is it
This the legend of sunrise
Keep em up
Open up yo eyes
I am him
The legend of sunrise
Get your mother fucking hands high
This is it
The legend of sunrise
Keep em up
Open up yo eyes
I am him
The legend of sunrise
Out the culdesac
Run boy run get it on the map
Young Brooklyn boy spitting all the crack
On county line road bumping all the tracks
This is Ghetto University
Swerving through traffic
Ducking police
Man you already know how we get down
Yeah, uh huh
What more can you expect
This is life, real life
Just another day in the hood baby
Let's go, let's get it
Get your mother fucking hands high
This is it
This the legend of sunrise
Keep em up
Open up yo eyes
I am him
The legend of sunrise
Get your mother fucking hands high
This is it
The legend of sunrise
Keep em up
Open up yo eyes
I am him
The legend of sunrise
Out the culdesac
Run boy run get it on the map
Young Brooklyn boy spitting all the crack
On county line road bumping all the tracks
What tracks is that?
Dipset Dipset
Juelz and Hell Rell serving the Soundtrack
Hood rats Smith sets smith set
Most days I wish that I could bring it all back
Yeah we live, Summer 05
19 años and I’m down for the ride
Trooping through the hood with the weed let us glide
$20 bag I believe I can fly
Hit my nigga Jay what we doing today
Same shit as always Hydro or Haze
Party at your crib or Chris crib
But you know my pops a Christian so never at my crib
Mentally ill worldwide infamous Amityville
Your girl wanna chill so we just might will
Accidentally kill your family still
The whole click chilling in my family will
14 years and my nigga still ill
The hood is influencing our mentality still
Don’t be thinking we won’t cause nigga we will

Written by:
Alex Turner, Christopher Brown

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