Artist: Prodigal Sunn Album: Love Ain't No Stranger (S) Song: Love Ain't No Stranger Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Prodigal Sunn] Let's get it poppin', boppin' Hahah, yeah, keep my head up, I know Too much jealousy in the world, he know Hate, lust, envy, greed, I'm on point [Hook: Whitesnake "Love Ain't No Stranger" sample] Who knows where the cold wind blows I ask my friends, but, nobody knows Who am I to believe in love Oh, love ain't no stranger [Prodigal Sunn] Popa always said get ahead, watch for the feds Move accurate, handle business, stay away from the dead And momma said a hard head make a soft ass, don't talk too fast Master you cash and stackin' your cash Do the knowledge to the course, for every, chapter in your past I'm first and last, and Last Shall Be First, but what is worth Hustle my grab, double the math, we strugglin' path Escapin' the wrath, accumalate that paper and draft The team and the staff, number one, on your billboard graph And all we know is love, peace and war, and how to settle the score I'm from a city where the devil is raw Section 8 poor, forever more, opening doors I bring good things to life like G.E., through radio, TV Promoting my CD, Sunzini I told myself, yo it get's no better Never sold my soul for cheddar, examine this letter, letter [Chorus 2X: Whitesnake "Love Ain't No Stranger" sample w/ P. Sunn adlibs] I looked around an' what did I see Broken hearted people staring at me All searching 'cos they still believe Oh, love ain't no stranger [Prodigal Sunn] Treat every step like my last one Breathe easy for the love of my son We rose above the system of corruption and guns It's do or die, through the eyes of the slum, made numb As a child, meditate, to the sounds of guns Describing words of my brother Malcolm, by all means necessary Twist that green, crush leaf, jumps of Nestle soul on ice Something like the skates of Wayne Gretzky The team will remain like the stones in Serengetti Born ready in the '70's off that Betty White I'm heady on sight, shining like a star through the night We move odorless, life's a test, filled with stress Seen it happen to the, very best, teflon vest I ain't trying to be bleed like Stefan's chest, two inch holes Yeah, they hit 'em, breast, waist to his toes That's how the game goes, that's how the game goes Live or die, baby, another statistic, baby [Chorus 2X w/ ad-libs] [Prodigal Sunn] The streets are like a fame, a different ball game Alotta, doing for small change, caught up in the fast lane with chemical brains Simple and plain, yo, my temple is sane Rep it from the grain, Brooklyn, Sunzini my name Gold halo, braided afro, the hood, old folks screaming Sunzini Oh, yeah, that boy gon' blow Like Eddie Kendricks, yeah, I keep on truckin' Smash hits like David Ruffin, I still see the ghetto strugglin' Temptations in the air we breathe, untangled web we weave An every day struggle like dogs and fleas I, speaks the real, young Curtis Mayfield People get ready, the Sunz shining light steady Truly, ain't nothing fruity in my circle of life But sticky purple rain, rolling down Myrtle Ave. in a pearl Range Reminiscing on my main man Father Lord Rest in peace, sharp with a sword, swift vocal cords [Chorus 2X]