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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sunspot Jonz
Sunspot Jonz
Performer
Lateef Daumont
Lateef Daumont
Rap
Corey Johnson
Corey Johnson
Rap
Sean Daly
Sean Daly
Rap
Corey Scoffern
Corey Scoffern
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josh Goldstein
Josh Goldstein
Composer
Lateef Daumont
Lateef Daumont
Songwriter
Corey Johnson
Corey Johnson
Songwriter
Sean Daly
Sean Daly
Songwriter
Corey Scoffern
Corey Scoffern
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
B.O.A.C
B.O.A.C
Producer
Bruce Leighton
Bruce Leighton
Engineer

Testi

Sometimes you don't think
And the shit get thick
And you let shit play on out
WOW
I already knew
What the fuck is new
That's why we turned this place on out
Baby feel it with me
Move ya feet to the beat
I'm the king of my dreams
No industry slavery
Money never make me
Tho I look like a billion dollars
A gold mine mind
damn them haters just love you
(SUNSPOT)
I'm just looking good in the dark
back of the club
With some pre rolled smoke and a girl I can't love
Quarantine coupling wtf have I done
Got me crazy baby really bout to get me caught up
Yeah Yeah
Oakland raised taught me game in the bay
Fuck a fake muthafucka anything that they say
They just wobbly gobbling naughtily
got in you-it's comedy
If you support a haters thought about you
damn tragedy
So I kissed her -now I miss her
Living sunny days -feels like winter
I flip a topic
hostage to the rocking
Goth black celebration lots of elevation
Tho I'm bout to lose it every fucking moment
Pretend with the best of them
just a fucking zombi
Lit high just playing all opponents
Not secure to pick a side don't call yaself my homie
(LATEEF)
Call yourself my homie
While I'm chilling on my lonely
With my woadie with a donkey
The size of small ponies
Phonies need to stop and smell the
Rows of the peonies
And the roses
On the road around the bar
Instead of boasting
To me
Cuz I don't really care about they story
Or they lies about they glory
They only Get me snoring
that's what I'm ignoring
Learned it on tour
don't waste time
At somebody else's imploring
I'd rather get it cracking till the morning
Yo what's hattnin
Turn the reels and put the dat in
Press record and get the data
On the lord and all his patterns
While she circling her fatty
In a dance that'll emulate the rings around Saturn
Gladdened
Gratitude over platitudes
Wet em like a hankerchief on a stanky fatter dude
Rude
But she still wanna kick it
Wanna Do it dirty dog
Deep down keep getting it
biting and chewing and sucking and licking it
Snap back to me on stage
I'm just spitting shit
My whole life is a fantasy
That's how I've written it
Still editing till that fat Bitch sings my shit
-
I was singing the blues
Till I looked at you my baby
You my baby
The definition of cool
I would say it's you my baby
You my baby
(SUNSPOT CHORUS)
Sometimes you don't think
And the shit get thick
And you let shit play on out
WOW
I already knew
What the fuck is new
That's why we turned this place on out
Baby feel it with me
Move ya feet to the beat
I'm the king of my dreams
No industry slavery
Money never make me
Tho I look like a billion dollars
A gold mine mind
damn them haters just love you
(GROUCH)
Them Haters just love me cuz my agent is booked
The flavors we cooking
got them fragrances hooked
These players be pushing new cadences
Late in this game nothing changes its none fading us
Girl called me hard headed I'm a Taurus
I think I'm more like a pine up in her forest
Slick by design
Design mine like a florist
Pedals to the medal
No saddle on the saddle
I put cattle on a cattle put
Sheeple ain't my people
Lamb skin I might had a coat
Oh what a coat of paint might do
A turd is still a turd
go on and think that through
She kissed me and I kissed her back
Because her hair smelled lovely
and her lips were fat
Heard that god loved ugly
So I tipped my hat
I tipped my hat yo I tip my hat
I like my hat leaning to the side
Right over my eyes
High hopes when I slide
That means I'm optimistic
Do the statistic
Naturally gifted
beautifulistic
(SLUG)
They know that were different
It's written on their faces
But I guess it could be my imagination
Did my best to replace the negative
But still I can taste the trace
of your blatant frustrations
Man I'm frustrated too
The worlds a toilet
And I'm just wading through
Shiver me timbers
Longer than a limo
Swim across the river
Just to hit it like a pinto
Everything from here up to the moon
And back down to the bag in this vacuum
I say a prayer to the all caps doom
And resume throwing darts
at you hall pass goons
BOOM
The throne became a tomb
When a private jet hit a bouquet of balloons
And they had to make a crash pad outta ya bathroom
I've come to tell the story like a stab wound
Ashes to captions
Dust to justice
There's no discussion if we don't even trust ya
And every part of the kingdom that the sun touches
These human beings gonna come around and fuck upith
(SUNSPOT CHORUS)
Sometimes you don't think
And the shit get thick
And you let shit play on out
WOW
I already knew
What the fuck is new
That's why we turned this place on out
Baby feel it with me
Move ya feet to the beat
I'm the king of my dreams
No industry slavery
Money never make me
Tho I look like a billion dollars
A gold mine mind -
damn them haters just love you
(LATEEF)
I was singing the blues
Till I looked at you my baby
You my baby
The definition of cool
I would say it's you my baby
You my baby
Written by: Corey Johnson, Corey Scoffern, Lateef Daumont, Sean Daly
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