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Pharoahe Monch
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Shine
Lyricist:Troy Donald Jamerson, Joseph Kirkland
In my heart and in my mind I'm gon' win and you'll come You tell me to wait, give me a sign And I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine
I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine
Look, man, do not get my block pissed, we'll blast your brain Two hundred-thousand dollar whips and chains Crooked cops, crips, crack, cocaine Tupac, Chris, I'm still feelin' the pain
Seven year old girl shot and slain What does it all mean, we're goin' insane? In this struggle, stress, mayhem and panic Where I'm from, we do not eat organic
Talk about it You see my mama cannot afford Whole Foods She break fast with a prayer, call it soul food Where I come from, let it breath
Where I come from no one runs when funds run low in lump sums We choose the dum-dum, dum bullets, dun dun We livin' humdrum in the slums where scum conceal stun guns The word's mum for fun, son
Conundrums ain't pretty In this cesspool called New York Shitty I call it that 'cause it smells like shit Walk around hunched-back or you might get hit
I knew a nigger sold crack to his moms The same mother fucker sold crack to his kids Lookin' like 300 comin' back from his bid Like, 'Pharoahe, let's get this money for real'
In my heart and in my mind I'm gon' win and you'll come You tell me to wait, give me a sign And I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine
I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine
He said, 'Pharoahe, let's get this money up, what the fuck? What you need me to holler at Steve Rifkind? Let him escape from New York like Snake Plissken? I told you from the gate that you needed more marketing And these major labels is not listenin''
Stood in a B-boy stance, teeth glistenin' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com From the gold in his mouth, summer breeze was whistling I contemplated my retort, eyes fixed in On a crucifix around his neck, I guess he was Christian
Just then the police siren, it pitched into the sound Track to the hood so I spoke with conviction Spoke as if I was 6'10', thick skin Put a little bass in my voice like pitch bend
'Cause where I come from, where I come from We all come from sky, moon, stars, the earth and sun Multiple skin tones, the blood is one The pen is the ammo to my automatic, I bring to fruition What I write to get me out of the slums
And I'mma shine, shine, shine, shine Shine like the sun, the world is mine Each line is speech designed to transcend time And reach the unborn and transform your mind And I'mma shine, shine
In my heart and in my mind I'm gon' win and you'll come You tell me to wait, give me a sign And I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine
I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine
Now, New York, if you're in the house If you're turnin' it out without a doubt You know what I'm talkin' about Just scream and shout and everybody say Shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Now Detroit with the funky beats Gettin' wild on the street, see the mark of the beast Say fuck the police, what up, X? Shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Chi-town, with the funky sound Soul by the pound just get on down What the fuck do you want? What the fuck do you want? Say shine shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
West coast, side with the most Holdin' your toast, brag and boast What [Incomprehensible], what the hoe? Everybody heard, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
Uh, uh, dirty, uh, uh, dirty Uh, uh, dirty, uh, uh, dirty Uh, uh, dirty, uh, uh, dirty Uh, uh, uh, I say, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine
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