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Blue skys, sunshine, what a day, let's take a walk in a Brownsville come on Bedstop come on Fort Green come on Everybody come on Queens Bridge come on South bronx come on Uptown come on Everybody come on Let's take a walk through the deepest part of the hood I wanna know who it was that said it was all good He must of never been to the corner, and spent the half an hour Longer, where you could smell reality stronger Where they sell you grease in a box and hope that you die quicker And if your old enough to walk to the store you can buy liqour Where you can find a dice game at any time of the night And somebody gets shot or stabbed every time theres a fight Where cats die in the blue sky in the sunlight And ya bound to get clowned for not holdin ya gun right By little kids with great game cause they learned to take aim At a young age, and to allude police, with a fake name Hes tellin him, i'm Bobby Jackson from 3-B When the fact is he's really Rashun from 4-D Hey this is going out to your hood straight from mine Ayyo, lets take a walk in blue skys and sunshine Blue skys, sunshine What a day to take a walk in a. Overhere it's either rap hustle crack or play ball And gats niggas carry ain't small The cats that used to be kids when you ran the halls, is the drug lords His broad the same chick that liked you from the 4th floor Her older brother he the neighborhood bully You and him cool but he keep playin ya boy cause he pussy Where the old ladies be up in ya be-i Callin 9-11 everytime you in the yard tryin to be high Dice games could turn into a shootout quick If you sayin he aced then he sayin he sixed People waitin for the mail to get they check And blue skys and sunshine you gotta give respect to get respect You know Blue skys, sunshine What a day to take a walk in a. Compton come on Long beach come on 5th floor come on Everybody come on Brick CIty come on Caprinne Green come on West Philly come on Everybody come on And oh yeah, if you see a girl on the block be sure if you rush over Cause 14 year old girls be dressin like the much older See that one chick walkin the block tryin to get paid Is in the same class as ya sister and still in the 10th grade And ya might see ya neighbor, down at the corner Bodega Buyin the malt liqour in exchange for a used sega You can even buy ya clothes on the block, imagine that From Versace to a cool-g sweater, and a matchin hat See this cats got a big bag of stuff that he just stole It's the same old routine, but it never gets old And ya might catch a cab if you live on the right block From Black Pearl to White Top yo they might stop They got a bulletproof partition, cause niggas draw heat But the driver, got a bigger one, up under the seat See cats dont really wanna kill they tryin to eat Yo ain't it a nice day to take a walk in the street Lets go Blue skys, sunshine What a day to take a walk in a
Writer(s): Duval A Clear, Gerrard Baker, Kinte Givens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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