Artist: Prodigal Sunn
Album:  n/a
Song:   Nigga Freeze
Typed By: pneumatic

[Chorus X2: Notorious B.I.G Sample]
Nigga please, Blood flood your dungarees,
Nigga please, Blood flood your dungarees,
Nigga please, Blood flood your dungarees,
(And that's just the half of my warpath).

[Prodigal Sunn]
Yeah, Years of bravery, Fightin the tears of slavery,
And they still got us livin on SOME ifs ands or maybes,
You must be crazy son I kill for the babies,
Love the 80 chrome .380, Buildin is shady,
From Republicans to Democrats, Snitches and rats,
Livin of the riches AND fat, Got blacks on track,
I think it's time to get it intact, Know before we act,
Don't appeal it like Bush on Iraq, You know that shit is wack,
First it was liquor then they gave us the dope and the crack,
We been through it all, I brawl, Aint no holdin back,
Sunny flame like the mouth of the torch,
Sick of my people bein scorched, From the stoup to the porch,
Shit we stoup to much, It's time to take a stand one hand,
Corruption of man, Stinks like the trash in the can,
87 became a Sun of Man, Gun in the van,
One in my hand, It's life or death survive if you can.

[Chorus]

[Prodigal Sunn]
You don't stand a chance to enhance against my massiful stance,
I got you shakin in your pants, Givin up your advance,
Makin payments on a castle in France, None like the best,
Singin the same song with a dance, Some care to invest,
Respected by the best in Brooklyn, To the third Alkesh,
Murder on the desk determined, By the color of flesh,
Blacks, Born to be tested, And slaved by the ethics,
And I don't give a fuck about you, Shit's the devil I said it,
Movin with the heart of King David, Sacred, Related, Created,
Born in the time of hatred, Thanks to the Gods that I made it,
Graduated, Sedated, Off that vegetation,
My first step to meditation is that I rep the nation,
Escaping frustration, He never slept, Pure motivation,
Endure cultivation, My life is a special occasion,
A powerful makin, Debation, Indie like the Haitians,
No hesitation, Specification remain amazing.

[Chorus]

[Prodigal Sunn]
Rest in peace to all my brothers who lay shot in the hearse,
And rest in peace to all the babies who never made it through birth,
I send my blessings to their families for all that it's worth,
Every Man, Women, and Child, On this planet called Earth,
And there's a war goin on outside, No black is safe son,
Except the fake ones, Spongin off the snake tongues,
For better or worse, The gift and the curse, The hood,
Hunger for thirst, For the cash in the purse, Disperse,
Blasted you first, Some kill over turf for rep,
Then out come the Jakes searchin for illegal weps,
And people except, The evil that's dealt,
Got you in debt, Regret, Placin your life as a bet,
It's all a track, Time to wake up, Watch Sunny cake up,
Like Jacob, Without the make up, I keep my stakes up,
My cups, Runnin over sheddin blood for my soldiers,
And watch for the snakes in the grass, And the fangs of the cobra.

[Chorus 5X]