and she walks ??things movingncause there's darkness in the cornersnand the sound of shutting doorsnyou chase the sunlight so you kick down the doornand the window holds no sightnn[grouch]nI remember the rainy daysnmama dropped me off at school in a bucketnit was around the 3rd gradenmeltin' crayons on the furnace, playing heads up seven upnboy I was learning and I felt greatnI had an Incredible Hulk lunchboxna Michael Jackson jacket, three-stripe socksnright before the first pair of Jordans came outnevery year I had a Valentine, she would shoot my game outnto work that pain out I'd eat a gang of candyncherry clan, zots, lots you understand me?nmy teeth were rotten always at the dentistnmy dad played the Police, I was his music apprenticenhe drove a Cutlass, a 7-deuce droppedndidn't know what he had though, I'm tellin you popnif I could take it back to 80-somethingnI'd let some sun in, but you made us toughennn[hook]nyou chase the sunlight so you kick down the doornand the window holds no sight (x2)nnMom said tough love, dad drink the bottle upnsixth grade and candy's not enoughnmom bought me a snare drumnI beat it but I didn't get it yetnwhen they split, I was preparednin school I failed mathematicsnfriends made sense stillncouldn't get the girls but I had some status nI'm a dork, computer literate a little bitnmoved to the east to the 'O' nnow I can feel a little grid under my toesnnone of my woes were too largenbut through any bit of hardship, character growsnHip Hop's staring me in the nosenthis block's preparing me for what was chosena rose out of concrete's realnI've seen it happen before: trade in my speech for a mealntraded in raindrops for sunraysnturned in 'no ways' into 'some ways'nn[hook]nyou chase the sunlight so you kick down the doornand the window holds no sight (x2)nn[sunspot]nLittle Tommy, little Victorn??? little sisternI used to be an only child, now you see me jealousnI was one of the nappy headed, sports-playing fellasncouldn't tell us nothin unless you was a coachnI had approached? a few but my parents wasn't brokenbut broken in the union so I guess I got some hopesnso I guess I had support from that double incomenmama went to school to be a nurse and bring fundsninto the household like pops didnwhile she was taking classes at El Camino Collegenwhile I was extra baggagenthe extra mouth to manage in the Christmas gets the packagenfor a latchkey kid who never thought he'd make it happennthe 80's started crackin, my neighborhoods was blastinnso my folks moved us out of that zone to face the challenge of changenwithout a damn, I doubt it'd be the samenbut I'd probably stand the rain til the sun shined againnn[hook]nyou chase the sunlight so you kick down the doornand the window holds no sight (x2)nnSo it's bye bye Inglewood, hello mid-city hoodnthe colors done changed nownI really wanna spree how?? ncorduroy's, Fila's, & snakeskin belts, got bellbottom girls in the Sergio Takini'snI went to John Purvis first, girly was a meaniencheated on me with a dude that used to go to UNInmy confidence was puny so I let this cutie do menruined me, trust in females & suchnI never really bounced back from that nso it's rough on any relationshop I've had since that daynor any hesitation of why not to playnor reasons it's cold hearted deperate fraysnn[hook]nyou chase the sunlight so you kick down the doornand the window holds no sight (x2)n