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

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'

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