Sunshine Art Therapy - Sunblock

I tried to do right
I prayed through the night
He testing me lord
I know we seed
From that which we plant
So you sow discord
You the real sneak
So now we got beef
We not cool no more
Don't want me to speak
Well turn up your speakers
I hit record
I'm playing my cards
I'm out for my cut
Let's settle the score
Wouldn't want me as a verbal enemy
Worthy competitor
Metaphorical battering ram
Words like aerial cannons
Like d-day I'm sieging your shore
Go get you a pad
Go get you a pen
Cause I declare war
What you wanna
What you gotta
Fuck wit me for
I don't wanna
But I gotta
I declare war
What you wanna
What you gotta
Break my heart for
I don't wanna
But I gotta
I declare
Karmas' a bitch
You got bit hard
Shit makes me proud
I put out your bowl
Stay out the house
You ain't allowed
Stopped giving me O's
Sometime long ago
Can't get me aroused
Sunshine went away
You're all out of Rai's
Wit your little dirt clouds
My mind was called evil
Since I was a child
So I pray for you
You told me the thing
That'll hurt u the most
So that's just what I'll do
You make your own demons
And hell hath no fury
Like me when I'm scorned
You been warned
Lord I beg forgiveness
I think I'm vengeance
All out of patience
You get no more
Go get you a pad
Go get you a pen
Cause I declare war
What you wanna
What you gotta
Fuck wit me for
I don't wanna
But I gotta
I declare war
What you wanna
What you gotta
Break my heart for
I don't wanna
But I gotta
I declare
You pay now
Or you pay later
You pay in time
Or you pay in paper
You made some moves
Off some big favors
You really minor
Thought you was major
I was a lover
You was a hater
You killed the love
I'm ghost like vapor
Don't be mad
You know I speak true
(It's true)
You know you missin'
The freak shit I'm into
(What a view)
Said I'm not a Queen
So I had to stage a coup
(Queens rules)
Now you going through the fire
Call me Chaka Khan Zulu
(I feel for you)
Born in Boston
These books don't lose
No wrong words
No taboos
Speaking of morals
I'm better than you
I'm bringin' the sauce
You canned Ragú
Bringin' the spice
You Karen's stew
Bringin' the class
You goin' to school
Bringin' the cash
You lost revenue
Sit back relax
You'll like the next act
Shakespeare
My graphics clear
Spittin' out weak dick what big pussy do
Birthing king what big pussy for
Go get you a pad
Go get you a pen
Cause I declare war
What you wanna
What you gotta
Fuck wit me for
I don't wanna
But I gotta
I declare war
What you wanna
What you gotta
Break my heart for
I don't wanna
But I gotta
I declare
You had a strong trooper
Who truly loved you
But you never had
Strong kung fu
Cheaters get cheated
And liars get lied to
Training like Neo
Mental jujitsu
Killing your ego
D-O-A E-Q
Took off my fellatio knee Pads
Put on my kamikaze boots
I'm art therapy in the sunshine
While I'm reading Sun Tzu
You all outta data
So thot bot will not reboot
It's cold and dark without me
Call me Icee in the booth
Enjoy the quite
Cause the sunblocked you
Shoulda tried talkin' to me nice
Shoulda tried writing something cute

Written by:
RAI ALEXANDER

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