Sunshine Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Chorus 1]
[Am](Let the [E]sun shine)
Yeah yeah its a brand new day y'all
Turn me up in the top a little bit dog
[Am]I want you to know,
I want you to hear this [F]one
Loud and clear, bright and ear[C]ly
Lis[E]ten

[Verse 1]
I don't [Am]hate players, I don't [Dm]love the game
I'm the [Am]shot clock, way a[Dm]bove the game
To be [Am]point blank with you,
mother[Dm]fuck the game
I got [Am]all this work on me, I ain't c[Dm]ome for play
You can [Am]show the little shorties
how you [Dm]pump and fake
But [Am]dog, not to Def, I'm [Dm]not impressed
I'm [Am]not amused, I'm not conf[Dm]used,
I'm not the dude
[E]Grown man business, I am not in school
Put your [Am]hand down youngin',
this is [Dm]not for you
[Am]On my J.O. with beat[Dm]s by Kan-ye yo
My [Am]name on the marquee,
your [Dm]name off the payroll
[Am]Style fresh like I'm s[Dm]till a day old
[Am]And it's been like that [Dm]since the day 0
[Am]On more time than a Rol [Dm]ey or Seiko
[Am]Step on deck, your neck [Dm]do what I say so
[E]Get up or get out, get down or lay low

[Chorus 2]
[Am]Standing in the shadow
of a fabulous [E]man
Brooklyn nigga am, Black Dante
That nigga, that dude
[Am]Black People, Lets Move
[F]Shout out to my man Talib Kweli, yes
We on [C]top-a top-a, shout-a [E]shout-a

[Verse 2]
Check it out
[Am]Slim nigga that cast[Dm]s a big shadow
[Am]Cherokee red to [Dm]shoot the long arrow
[Am]Got more skill, more a[Dm]im, and more ammo
[Am]You can get it all from a [Dm]big or small barrel
[Am]Like, hail Mary, [Dm]full of grace
Niggas [Am]come in and shoot up the [Dm]place
And make you pull up your [Am]face
The deck, I'm a [Dm]pull out the ace
From the [E]jungles of the Empire State
Where it ain't no es[Am]cape, 247, [Dm]718
And that's [Am]like every night, [Dm]every day
From the [Am]place that I settle and [Dm]stay
To the states, I'm col[Am]lecting my pay
Blast [Dm]off then I'm back to the K[Am]
Hold it down so my [Dm]family straight
Repre[Am]sent in a family [Dm]way
Pro ball not for [Am]amateur play
Been [Dm]raw since the amateur s[E]tage
Before the press had the cameras raised

[Chorus 3]
Like a [Am]long time man of the way
You understanding me [E]straight
Yes, yes, no doubt, excellence
Its [Am]what it is, what it is
And that's what it is, you [F]see?
[C]Ha, [E]Fire

[Verse 3]
'Cause it is [Am]deeper, sweeter, [Dm]richer, crisper
[Am]Stronger reception and sharp[Dm]er picture
Re[Am]volve around God,
and in[Dm]volve with niggas
[Am]These elements I per[Dm]form my scripture
And [Am]make Mos Def a classic [Dm]modern figure
[Am]Brooklyn it don't matter
if you [Dm]holler or whisper
Your [Am]coming through clan,
'cause I'm [Dm]right here with ya
Ain't [E]gotta edit the slang, I got it, I'll get ya
[Am]Yo, brothers and sisters,
[Dm]fathers and mothers
The lovers, the [Am]leavers, the doubters,
Believ[Dm]ers, the stayers, the quitters,
The [Am]bitches, the niggas
Rebel [Dm]guerrillas the ghetto civil[Am]ians
Y'all 'goin feel it from the [Dm]first to the millionth
It's ex[Am]tra ordin[Dm]ary and plain
I walk a [Am]thousand paces of light
a[Dm]head of the game
By the [Am]time you get where I'm [Dm]standing,
I'll be [E]gone
Y'all make moves, but y'all just move on

[Chorus 4]
I move [Am]in, and y'all must move on
'Cause I move to [E]strong
And I know what my feet move for
Made it go without a brand new car
I was fresh without a [Am]brand new song
And give a fuck
about what brand you [F]are
I'm concerned what type of man you are
What your [C]principles and standards are
[E]You understand me y'all

[Verse 4]
[Am]Be good to your fami[Dm]ly y'all
No [Am]matter where your families [Dm]are
'Cause everybody needs [Am]family y'all
Raise a [Dm]hand, you understand me [Am]y'all
Everybody needs [Dm]family y'all
Be [Am]good to your families [Dm]dog
Understand,
[Am]no matter where your famil[Dm]ies are
Every[Am]body needs family [Dm]dog
Raise a hand, you under[E]stand me pa
That's what it [Am]is, that's my m[Dm]an
[Am]Family and my family Penci[Dm]l Pete
[Am]My m[Dm]an too,
[Am]all [Dm]our loved ones behind the [Am]walls
All of [Dm]those who still in the [Am]struggle
[Dm]Masada [Am]Malia,
[Dm]Son Dial la,[E]

[Chorus 5]
[Am]Magic Mel Life is real
[E]
To all the real soldiers, black people
[Am]We family y'all
(The [F]sun's shin[C]ing)
Let it be [E]bright

[Outro 1]
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