Sun Won't Come Out - Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock

Open Sesame, stepping through the mist, it’s the specialist

Coming to box, and flooded with rocks

We’ll get down for mine, the kind that makes cement feel us

Standing in the company of killers

Follow my trail as I walk through the valley of death

Left, to fear no evil, cause what I grip is legal

I’m hot like yard, the point guard of this group, on the loop

Never your right, raising all your game type tonight

Entering the level of high gear

You’d think it took a Bob Marley spliff to get here

Front to rear God of the drugs that you’re hearing

While my neighbors say we need to be jailed for rackateering

Now appearing, Pete Rock and CL Smooth to the jugular

Now you got Mecca and the Soul Brother

Slightly, you might raise a hair of doubt

But if we don’t rock the spot, The Sun Won’t Come Out

Check it out, without Pete Rock and CL Smooth

Without Anger in the Nation

Yo, without Mecca and the Soul Brother

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out

Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth

You know we can’t Reminisce

If we don’t Straighten It Out

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out

Un-chained heat, I hustle on the street a beat

To keep you on the edge of your seat, you consumer

A QB-like Boomer, the ultimate team

But if I wake up in another woman’s bed, I’mma scream

I’m settin up shop pop to overthrow Castro

Chokin over Noriega’s Garcia Vegas

Guess who supplies the pies and dope triples

Now she leaks ass cheeks, pearly whites and titty nipples

Would CL ever trick loot on PC?

Even if I never had sonny boy I disagree

Cut the small talk, I give more marks than a school of sharks

On attack, so keep your ass back

When it’s wack you get a thumbs down, another record deal wasted

Listen man, find another occupation man

Here’s the persuasion, blazin one amazin route that’s all about

The Sun Won’t Come Out

Yo, so check it out, with Pete Rock and CL Smooth

You gotta Act Like You Know

If It Ain’t Rough, It Ain’t Right kid

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out

Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth

You can’t Reminisce to T.R.O.Y

If we don’t Straighten It Out

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out

I woo chicks off acoustics, watchin the Knicks

We up ten, we need to stop shootin bricks

Put the jailhouse funk in under stars

Til the lines on my looseleaf, look like some metal bars

My forecast hits a megablast, and what I invent

A pack of bloodhounds could never get the scent

Payin off the beast now my bills increase

If there’s a five dollar rock sold in the park I want a piece

The Sun Won’t Come Out, unless the crowd start this

Cause if it was my choice, you all dance in darkness

Cause any verse rips a total eclipse for sun rays

Anyways was the phrase back in my younger days (so check it out)

Now the God displays the attribute, dealin with heat

From the basement, enterin the streets you meet

Pete Rock and CL Smooth and when you see what it’s about

You know The Sun Came Out, now pass my shades

Yo, without Pete Rock and CL Smooth

Without Anger in the Nation

Yo, without Mecca and the Soul Brother

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out

Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth

You gotta Act Like You Know

If It Ain’t Rough It Ain’t Right kid

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out

Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth

We can’t Reminisce

Yo, if we don’t Straighten It Out

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out

Without Pete Rock and CL Smooth

Without Ghettoes of the Mind

If you know what I’m talking about

You know The Sun Won’t Come Out, so check it

One two, Pete Rock and CL Smooth for ninety-four

Breakin you off somethin proper

Check it, peace y’all