Sunflower Seeds - PRhyme, Novel, Summer of '96

Yo I like this one

Just let it go Preem

Give em a second to give us a lil courtesy, you know

You ready?

(You ready?) Okay

Well hold these sunflower seeds, I’m going in

Guess who’s bizack, the best two that’s gon' ever do it

Don’t need no Metro or Neptunes trizack

This is what you call alcoholic recordin', flawless guitar riffs

Now they ridin' with us for sure in the Audi or this

Ferrari, this is for Joe Montgomery and Johnny Morris

Now we 'bout to power up the Ghost like Omari Hardwick

Time flies when you havin' a nice time

So when I drive I try to ride slower than Heinz pourin'

My mama told me to try to enjoy it

Take you a vitamin, boy, and stick to your diet and tour it (harder)

Keep risin' and soarin', (harder) don’t put your mind on the evil

Keep your eye on the people who would kill just to be by you

And beware of those who appear to be dyin' to meet you

Let your therapy be The Bible and let yourself just be legendary

And just continue to keep on helpin' the less fortunate

Not for no fuckin' credit in public but for the blessings above

Most important lesson I learned was just to love (true)

Most of my aggression was extra liquor and just the drugs (true)

Wherever I go, whoever I’m with, I’m met with hugs (true)

While all you rappers gettin' extorted, in debt with thugs

I’m ridin' around in a Maserati 'bout to go to McDonald’s

Eatin' sunflower seeds (laid back)

But I still’ll spit the shell out the window

Still’ll spit the shell out the window (whattup doe)

Now that I’m livin' well all I remember is

All I could afford was sunflower seeds (laid back)

But I still’ll spit the shell out the window

Still’ll spit the shell out the window

I will spit these out a Gallardo

Then peel off laughin' like Ricky Ricardo

Go to your lady home and spit a whole bag of sunflower seeds

Out on her marble… floor, oh no I didn’t

I killed the fish and put wings on the doggie

For treatin' me like I don’t, don’t know fly bitches

Nickel, I’m back in the Preem of things

Two jackets, this one is dapper, that one is Steve McQueen

I flip on a rapper

Quick as Christopher could finish up a track on a beat machine

I pull out a full metal jacket

Show you exactly what goin' platinum with features mean

I am the absolute shit, I actually speak latrine, PRhyme 2

All day, you hear Uzi choppers and nines too

All day you niggas eat sushi, sausage, and fondue

The drum dealer like Ma Duke, the Hummer red

And it come on top of giant-sized shoes like clown suits

The rifle rightfully mine, too

It might just heat up from the field in the clutch

Like when Mike and LeBron shoot

Ridin' around in a Maserati 'bout to go to McDonald’s

Eatin' sunflower seeds (laid back)

But I still’ll spit the shell out the window

Still’ll spit the shell out the window

Now that I’m livin' well all I remember is

All I could afford was sunflower seeds (laid back)

But I still’ll spit the shell out the window

Still’ll spit the shell out the window

And I, I grew up in the streets

One man (one man)

One heart (one heart)

One love (one love)

Livin' in the ghetto you get one chance

(You get one chance)

You know I keep a piece and my sunflower seeds

In the other hand

And Po-Po out here shootin' niggas

Yeah they tryna kill the brother man

And I, I grew up in the streets

One man (one man)

One heart (one heart)

One love (one love)

Livin' in the ghetto you get one chance

You know I keep a piece and my sunflower seeds

In the other hand