Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

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

man, do not get my block pissed, we'll blast your brain!
Two dollar whips and chains
Crooked cops, crips, cocaine, Tupac, Chris,
I'm still the pain
Seven girl shot and slain
What all mean
We're goin'
In this struggle, stress, mayhem and
I'm from we do not eat organic (talk about it)
See my mama cannot afford Whole
She break with a prayer, call it soul food
Where I come
Let it
Where I come
No one runs when run low
In lump we choose the dum dum dum bullets, dun dun
We humdrum in the slums
scum conceal stun guns
The mum for fun, son
ain't pretty
In this cesspool called New York
I call it 'cause it smells like shit
Walk around hunchback or you get hit
I a nigger who sold crack to his moms
The same motherfucker sold to his kids
Lookin' 300 comin' back from his bid, like
"Pharoahe, let's get this for real"

He said "Pharoahe, get this money up!"
the fuck?
What you need me to holler at Steve
Let him escape from New York like Snake
I told you from the gate that you needed marketing
And these labels is not listening
Stood in a stance, teeth glistening
the gold in his mouth, the summer breeze was whistling
I contemplated my retort, fixed in
On a crucifix around his
I he was Christian
Just then the police it pitched into the sound
Track to the hood so I spoke conviction
Spoke as if I was 6'10", skin,
Put a little bass in my voice pitch bend
'Cause where I come
Where I come from, we all come
Sky, moon, stars, and a sun
skin tones, the blood is one
The pen is the to my automatic
I bring to fruition I write to get me out of the slums
And I'ma shine, sh-sh-shine, shine,
Shine like the sun, the world is
Each is speech designed to transcend time and reach
The unborn and transform mind
And shine

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