Lyrics:

Chorus: bizmarkie *sampled* 3x I walked away and i lived too cold Intro: hell razah This goes out. This what y'all niggaz all been looking for. A litte story for all my brothers. You know what i'm saying? sunz of man return. We gon' walk on by and keep it moving. Just when it got cold. Cold sunz we got jewels, we gon' walk on by and keep it moving. Check it. moving. word up. [hell razah] Aiyyo, my thoughts be colorless The undercover rich, haters loving it, watch the hell king tut' with it Queen's, bathtubbing it, my diamond's cutting it Sharp and on point, fuck the tricks of the government Money rules the world, watch my people suffering Cops busting in, handcuffing men 'til they wrist bleed Some read what they don't need, give to seed Black, lebanese, rabbis in green fatigues Microphone masked mc's, macabees Hard head mc's get told and still they freeze The truth came in flesh but still you don't believe The best thing you know is the spots to find weed Get the knowledge dungarees, we still struglling Sunz of man, uk keep it bubbling We come to clubs, like the ones who bring the trouble in What, he sold his soul, life publishing (chorus: 2x) [hell razah] Have to walk on by and keep it moving [prodigal sunn] I remenise all my dark days whenever i phase and kept a blaze Y'all mental slave renegades, wasn't enough to eliminate In my lifestyle of hard times and good times Stood mine with the wines, became nice with the mind Born intelligent, fuck elegant, i represent For the ladies and gents, deliquents and presents Everyday hungry, gun play on the sunny Crews sweeter than hon