Prodigal Sunn

Betrayal

Prodigal Sunn


[Intro: Prodigal Sunn] 
Yeah, traitors, man 
Yo, this goes out to everybody, man 
Everybody that's been betrayed, youknowimean 
Maybe once in or twice in your life 
Snakes in the garden, feel me, yo 

[Chorus 2X: Prodigal Sunn] 
They say the, strong shall remain, over the wicked and vain 
Keep your eyes on your back, and your face on your stacks 
Some living for the lie, while others die for the game 
You catch these slugs, engraved with your name 

[Prodigal Sunn] 
It was the night for December 
Remember leaking from my hand to my wrist 
Choochoo slug hit, split through the flesh in my fist 
Breathing heavy, unnecessary, mandatory, I tell y'all the story 
These cats, I loved it, tried to take my glory 
Episode one; gun in my face, filled with disgrace 
Half a million in the metal face with quarters and apes 
Internal bleeding was the reason for treason 
It was chasing, left my heart aching 
Damn, it was my man Nason and Nathan 
Forsaken, wrote the code for realization 
For fascination, and fabrication, the work of Satan 
Blatant, contempt of mind, I was always knew 
The revelation of a Judas in every crew 
I called a flash in the back of my head 
When my ace note said; "Sunzini, some of these kids is feds" 
Jealous for the love of hate, snakes snitching for dollars 
Sniffin' white collar, made a brother wanna holla 
Betrayed by the ones I loved the most, hard to believe 
Deceived by the thieves that breed, dwell amongst the mental 
Stealing out my temple, I'mma leave these traitors crippled 
Leave these traitors crippled, crippled 

[Chorus 2X] 

[Prodigal Sunn] 
Now as the saga continues 
I move in freely in the trunk of the rental 
Music blasting through the street, cause it's all so simple 
Nickel plated in the crotch of my jeans, it's safety routine 
Stay prepared, for the secret's ravenes, know what I mean? 
I treasure my life, measured through the pain and the strife 
Hard to except bluff from the grain, jerk after we trife 
Revengence is mine, I'mma make these cats remember the times 
When we was, kids in the hood and we did it for crime 
I got my hand free on the baby nine, blunt on a handle 
Waiting on the trunk to pop, to blow out some candles 
I struggle for the cell in my sock, designed for moments like these 
Hit the God; 60 Sec., and let him know the steez 

[Interlude: 60 Second Assassin (Prodigal Sunn)] 
Peace (yo, peace, what up, Six-O, yo, I'm hot son 
These niggaz got me, man) Who? Who? (Nason and Nathan, man, yo) 
Where you at? Where you at, son? 
(Shit I'm in the trunk, up in somebody's car, man 
I don't know where I'm at man, but I'm hit in the hand 
I'm leaking man, yo, get they family members a shot 
And let them know it's not a game) Word to mother, we on the way 
Hold on, son, hold on, we coming, hold on (get me out of here) 

[Prodigal Sunn] 
The moral of the story, leave with these jewels to swallow 
Blessings I earn, lessons we learn, the tables got turned 
A miracle I made it, by the grace of King David 
As it was written, one was shot, the other was smitten 
Thanks to the coalition, I'm alive, well and kicking 
They tried to do me in, like the Indians on Thanksgiving 
Stop me not, my purpose is to stay on top 
I'm pledge allegience to the Sun, the committee that rocks 
Never catch me slipping again, I move with the sight of ten 
Me and them mighty men, stronger than gin, gin. 
Yo, it's real out here in the field, son 
You gotta survive, eat to live 

[Chorus 2X] 

[Outro: Prodigal Sunn] 
Hahaha... it's all about eating, it's all about living 
It's all about surviving, kid, it's real in the field 
Keep ya head up, keep ya gun up, it's real 
I tell you a story, about betrayal