The Sun God

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Hi-Tek

Tony Cottrell, better known as Hi-Tek (born May 5, 1976), is an American rapper and record producer from Cincinnati, Ohio. He is best known for his work with Talib Kweli on their Reflection Eternal album and on Black Star. His father is singer Willie Cottrell of the Willie Cottrell Band whom Hi-Tek featured on his second release Hi-Teknology 2. more »

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Common, common

Yeah, yeah, Hi-Tek

Free the rhyme or risk a dig into a deep sound abyss

Unit in the stash the beats and never found the shit

Experience like Hendrix, keep my sound enriched

Cats ask about my stitch, to me they soundin' bitch

In my sounds the glitch of hatred for cats who ain't make it

I'ma give it, as far as you can take it

Tried to take the safe way, told you there's a gateway to skinny

Many can find it but few can climb it

I'm open-minded like a pothead

Doin' what I gotta do to keep the spot fed

In the climate of locked dreads, corn-rows, torn souls

Worn hoes, who been molested by they uncle

I bundle, amongst you cold motheruckers

The world is bitter, like baby mothers

Look how far El Dorados and wine bottles drug us

Least God and the sun love us, it's the Sun God

Everywhere is broken glass

Nephews smokin' squares, nieces smokin' grass

Try not to say shoot around my daughter, she already know to blast

Catchin' the future, don't know who threw the past

It's the, year of the snake and the hidden dragon

Niggaz is fake like bitches braggin'

Listen to the ocean and the stars, keep my vision in motion

In motion like cars

I'm down to Earth, at times I feel closer to Mars

The world is yours, I'm hopin' it's ours

Some say the Gods is crazy, I see God in our babies

Child of the sun, I allowed it to raise me

From a distance niggaz tried to appraise me

I'm hard to read like graffiti so it don't phase me

My days be spent, behind dream's tent

Through the sun the divine being is sent

It's the Sun God

Letters from prison sayin' we need a better religion

I'm a rebel that listens from a eighty-seven position

I can't crystallize the mission lies within

Born to die even in death we begin

It's heavy jo learnin' what we already know

And carry low swing on a chariot slow

Brothers stick though remindin' me of revolution

If the drama comes I'ma have to, uhh, pop his gun

It's the Sun God, yeah

To the sun

To the sun

To the sun

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