In my heart, in my I'm win anytime Tell me to wait, give me a And I'm gon' I'm gon' (9X)
Look man, do not get my block pissed, we'll blast brain! Two hundred-thousand dollar and chains Crooked cops, crips, cocaine, Tupac, Chris, I'm feeling the pain Seven year-old girl shot and What these all We're insane? In this struggle, stress, and panic I'm from we do not eat organic (talk about it) See my mama cannot afford Foods She break fast with a prayer, call it soul Where I come Let it Where I from No one when funds run low In lump sums we the dum dum dum bullets, dun dun We living in the slums Where scum conceal guns The mum for fun, son Conundrums ain't In this called New York Shitty I it that 'cause it smells like shit Walk hunchback or you might get hit I knew a who sold crack to his moms The same motherfucker sold crack to his like 300 comin' back from his bid, like "Pharoahe, let's get this for real"
He "Pharoahe, let's get this money up!" What the What you need me to holler at Rifkin? Let him escape from New like Snake Plissken? I told you from the that you needed more marketing And major labels is not listening Stood in a B-boy stance, glistening From the gold in his mouth, the breeze was whistling I contemplated my retort, eyes in On a around his neck I guess he was Just then the siren it pitched into the sound Track to the hood so I with conviction Spoke as if I was 6'10", skin, Put a little bass in my voice pitch bend 'Cause where I from I come from, we all come from Sky, moon, stars, and a sun skin tones, the blood is one The pen is the to my automatic I bring to what I write to get me out of the slums And shine, sh-sh-shine, shine, shine Shine the sun, the world is mine Each line is speech designed to transcend time and The and transform your mind And shine
New If you're in the house If you're it out without a doubt You know what I'm talking scream and shout Everybody say (sh-sh-shine shine) Now Detroit with the funky Gettin' wild on the See the mark of the Say the police up, X?] (Sh-sh-shine shine) Chi-town, with the funky Soul by the pound, get on down the fuck do you WOAH! Say (sh-sh-shine shine) West coast side the most Holding your Brag and Everybody say shine shine Dirty (repeats)