Artist: Tommy Whispers
Album:  n/a
Song:   West to East
Typed By: pneumatic

[Sample X2]
(I see my light, Come shinning, From the western to the east)

[Intro: Tommy Whispers]
Yeah, 
You feel the sun rays, Yes-Yes,
Yes I do, Uh huh,
You feel that sunshine.

[Tommy Whispers]
Thank you thank you for the sunlight day, (Uh huh)
Tomorrows never promised, I'm just one rhyme away, (Yeah)
Been through lots of ups and downs, The crime life's the way,
Understand, Brother it's the mind and the state,
The state of mind you in all the the time must be great,
I got a billion rhymes, I pick a line out the crate,
Battlin was never me, (Uhh) I get along with MCs, (Word)
But if you wanna test me, Better come correctly,
Get knocked out like Dempsey, Jack that don't impress me,
Wack, Let me spell it out front to back, (Uh huh)
Weak ass cats kill me, Swearin they can rap,
When they hear the illest beat, That's when they fold on the track,
Portfolio, Hall of fame, Picture here's a snap,
Chick-Chick-Chick-Chick-Chick-Chick. 

[Chorus: Tommy Whispers]
(I see my light, Come shinning)
Weak MCs,
(From the western to the east)
Ahh ha, Put down that microphone please,
(I see my light, Come shinning)
She's with me,
(From the western to the east)
You better look the other way, Don't make me squeeze.

[Tommy Whispers]
Smoother then a babies ass, (Ha) I make the ladies laugh, (Hahaha)
Come here love, Let me rub you here's a sponge bath,
This big thing between my legs'll make your cum splash,
I spit fantasy game, I'll be your Dreamcast,
Dust off your knee pads, Adjust the seat lean back,
Pick up your feet, Twist up, Enjoy the weed sack,
Franky packed it up fat, We gone need that,
Cause where we goin is far, We won't be back,
We passin bridges, (Uh huh) We hittin states, (Word up) Different districts,
Look out the window, You see the lake,
Aint that a beautiful scene, I see your face, (Word up)
The way it sparkles, It's so outer space,
You got that home cake, *Bada-Boom* Make the room shake,
You make a real live goon feel like a fruit cake,
They way we hold hands, Two-step and slow dance,
You got no chance, You feel this romance. (Uhh)

[Chorus]

[Outro: Tommy Whispers]
Yeah, Word up, Uh huh,
We gone call this one, It's that summer dance,
Word up, Cruise down the block,
That's what I call it, Do the ditty-bop,
Uh huh, Hip hop, Word up, Hulk,
Unspoken, Word up, Loud mouth shit,
Bitch-Bitch-Bitch, Let's get Rich-Rich-Rich,
Ha ha, Yeah, Smoke that.