Sunshyne

This is your señor love doctor, Daddy Rude

Abby Rizzo in the mix live on AM radio

Today is like most any other day in Southern California

The forecast shows beautiful sunshine, like a nine y'all

Sunshine, California sunshine

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Sunshine, California sunshine (California sunshine, California sun)

It's all love and respect to the ultimate

Get some bud, we connect, then we smokin' it

Lightin' up, we discussin' some open shit

Fire down, many rhymes not supposed to quit

Got some mud in my cup and I'm coastin' lit

Bustin' nugs from my jugs, steady toastin' it

Hot enough, I could touch and expose cement

Ride or die, many towns that I hope to hit

My mellow frame of mind in combination

With my rhyme is now what love my inner eye, patient

To incline, I rise to shine, so, hello

Changin' times, I'm concentratin'

On my lines with styles upon styles

Since my winnin' innovation, so I seek and I shall find

I call upon all my elders and I call upon on all my chiefs

And I call upon on all them urban shaman

There's a power when you gets released

May the gods and the goddesses have peace

And for those who suffer, some fun at least

And keep one eye open when you sleep

So nobody can creep on you in this squeeze

It's all love and respect to the ultimate

Get some bud, we connect, then we smokin' it

Lightin' up, we discussin' some open shit

Fire down, many rhymes not supposed to quit

Got some mud in my cup and I'm coastin' lit

Puffin' nugs from my jugs, steady toastin' it

Hot enough, I could touch and expose cement

Ride or die, many towns that I hope to hit

Sunshine, California sunshine (California sunshine, California sun)

Sunshine, California sunshine (California sunshine, California sun)

Sunshine, California sunshine (California sunshine, California sun)

Sunshine, California sunshine (California sunshine, California sun)

We're like blood and we rep for Los Angeles

Most my mass-men thugs, yeah, they bang for Crip

Never bang, but was raised in the crimson set

Like I did a stint in prison, but ain't been there since

Westside in effect

Sunshine rains down, but we still don't sweat

She fine, hey, let me hit that yet

Just fun times, hang out, but we never sex

We just cool, eye candy though

'Til one day she came by, said, "Hand it over"

Love you, my Cali girl

Clueless, you my fine black valley girl

Awesome, we got lots of them

We got plants if a nigga need oxygen

We got guns, a whole box of them

My gun locker look just like the cops and them

Don't walk, run, don't come back on my block again

'Cause if I gotta pop one, they gon' lock me in

I'm really nice 'til you make me the rude I get

Pay the price on the night or refuse to spit

I never like to get hostile and losin' it

Changed my life and the people I'm movin' with

Then my karma stays intact

My daddy and mama made me black

Started right at the bottom, but my persona's uncracked

Persona non grata, I could never be that, they welcome me back

Common man, Dalai Lama honors me for my efforts towards peace

When the common denominator is more beats

I'ma get nominated for Emmy, Oscar, and Grammy

I shine for 'em, five thou' Audi

Throw a monkey wrench, won't lose no ground

Throw a roadblock up, we'll just go around

Battle cry at, at your castle door

Then I huff and I puff and I, humble county

Sunshine, California sunshine

Sunshine, California sunshine

Sunshine, California sunshine

Sunshine, California sunshine