Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

In my heart, in my
I'm win anytime
me to wait, give me a sign
And I'm shine
I'm gon' (9X)

Look man, do not get my block pissed, blast your brain!
Two hundred-thousand dollar whips and
Crooked cops, crips, cocaine, Tupac, Chris,
I'm still the pain
Seven year-old girl shot and
What these all
goin' insane?
In struggle, stress, mayhem and panic
Where I'm from we do not eat (talk about it)
See my cannot afford Whole Foods
She fast with a prayer, call it soul food
I come from
Let it
Where I from
No one runs when run low
In lump sums we the dum dum dum bullets, dun dun
We living in the slums
Where conceal stun guns
The mum for fun, son
ain't pretty
In cesspool called New York Shitty
I call it that 'cause it smells shit
Walk around or you might get hit
I knew a nigger who sold to his moms
The same sold crack to his kids
like 300 comin' back from his bid, like
"Pharoahe, let's get money for real"

He said "Pharoahe, get this money up!"
the fuck?
What you need me to at Steve Rifkin?
Let him escape from New like Snake Plissken?
I told you from the that you needed more marketing
And these major is not listening
Stood in a B-boy stance, glistening
From the gold in his mouth, the summer was whistling
I contemplated my retort, fixed in
On a crucifix around his
I guess he was
Just then the police siren it into the sound
Track to the hood so I spoke with
as if I was 6'10", thick skin,
Put a bass in my voice like pitch bend
'Cause where I from
Where I come from, we all come
Sky, moon, stars, and a sun
skin tones, the blood is one
The pen is the ammo to my
I bring to fruition I write to get me out of the slums
And shine, sh-sh-shine, shine, shine
like the sun, the world is mine
Each line is speech to transcend time and reach
The and transform your mind
And I'ma

New York If you're in the
If turning it out without a doubt
You know I'm talking about
Just scream and
say (sh-sh-shine shine shine)
Now Detroit the funky beats
Gettin' wild on the
See the mark of the
Say the police
up, X?]
(Sh-sh-shine shine)
Chi-town, the funky sound
Soul by the pound, get on down
What the do you WOAH!
Say (sh-sh-shine shine)
coast side with the most
Holding toast
and boast
Everybody say shine shine
Dirty (repeats)