Sun

[Verse 1: Sesta] Get your plans on the run, abandon the gun Truth in the dark, body parts in the dungeon As a human you function, 'till it consume you But all your friends, can't trust 'em They all haters, they all traitors Bringing up the past, digging up a graveyard I set my phaser to quasar And I'm taking aim on whatever's on my radar Eliminate non-discriminate like No god, don't go into the light It's a trap like a transgender On a bender of revenge When your sleeping at night time he gonna get ya Your favourite rapper is a cliche And last week he was a DJ, the D swinger, the BC bringer While you put your feelings in hashtag on Twitter [Hook: Trials] Sun! Up to sun down we ready to come round You ready to duck down? Sun! Up to sun down In the night 'till the lights go out Sun! Up to sun down we ready to come round You ready to duck down? Sun! Up to sun down In the night 'till the lights go out [Verse 2: Hons] If the world is my oyster then I'm a take the bag limit Fuck, just my piece of pie I'll stick the whole wang in it Move a crowd, give them motion sickness Now you need oars once the boat is tipping So what's the difference, trust us to rock it Don't trust a man under 40 in my cockpit What? Nothing suss there? I'm a take this plane ticket man and trade for some bus fare A couple years back, yeah, I tried the drug thing Thought they were friend zoned turned out they fucked me But I'm happy now, finally get to dance around The grave of lost souls ever since we cut the cancer out Scrimmaging my crew tight brothers in arms man Not one of us ever drop that ball like Steve Bartman But no space mutants, shit you heard of good rap music Now you finally put a face to it [Hook: Trials] Sun! Up to sun down we ready to come round You ready to duck down? Sun! Up to sun down In the night 'till the lights go out Sun! Up to sun down we ready to come round You ready to duck down? Sun! Up to sun down In the night 'till the lights go out [Verse 3: Trials] Ha! Bring your king he don't jack about T On the [?] board they call me captain howdy. (howdy!) 'Till I'm outie do the sucker to the death The bell went, I punched him in the head in front of the ref Now I'm banned from botchi, hand to god He's got a neck that flex like Bill Cosby Watch me pick on the ugliest klingon Roll up to the border with a Mockbell wig on (You holding?) Yep, smuggle in six 6 stolen IPhones to North Korea the I Rick Rolled 'em Golden Era forever, if not, fuck you Good luck on your future endeavours Nah, I make it hard for your business While the beat drop like a Mafia witness Yeah, fuckin' bout that and then some 'Bout to some real estate in the next dimension [Hook: Trials] Sun! Up to sun down we ready to come round You ready to duck down? Sun! Up to sun down In the night 'till the lights go out Sun! Up to sun down we ready to come round You ready to duck down? Sun! Up to sun down In the night 'till the lights go out