Lyrics:
Overdosed wit' a TEC-9
(Tech-9) , no Pun intended
Now let's get personal
Ya youngest son Shane? He got molested
And ya brother did it
Shut up nigga! Yes he
game
Let's put it in my pocket
And they will never know 'bout all the nights that we prayed
All the meetings we took, and all the records we played
you shine, shine
If I shine you shine, shine
Everybody we gon' party like rock stars
Then we ball till we fall like all stars
It's okay we can stay
you indeed have something to sell to me
all you have to do is show it.
I'll pay you a good price
My son this platter is pure gold
and is worth 70
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
shine you shine shine
If I shine you shine shine
Everybody we 'gon party like rock stars
Then we ball till we fall like all stars
It's OK we can stay
you want to be and you can reach any height
Remember that OK
Its real in the feel been keeping it real
For all of my son's and all of my daughters
of The King
Sons and daughters of the King here we go
It's time to tread round this earth let'em know
The Good News aka the Gospel
We're in the Army
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
a fountain of water
(Free)
To wash away sins from sons and daughters
(Free)
It is what it is
What will be will be
(Free)
Let it sink in
Wait for a second
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
surely be dead
So don't look ahead, ever look ahead
It's a new year, I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring, so let's sing
And the moon shines bright
(Arise my sons and daughters arise and be healed)
(For all your ashes I'm giving you beauty)
(For all your mourning I'm giving your joy)
(For your
daughters
And now your sons n daughters
Are having sons n daughters
And don’t know how to raise em
Cause they ain’t been raised since toddlers, let's go
Our
girl, shot and slain?
What does it all mean? We go insane
In the struggle, the stress make him asthmatic
We're I'm from, we do not eat organic (talk
WooHoo!
Shine!
Make 'em wonder what you've got,
Make 'em wish that they were not
On the outside looking bored.
Shine!
Let it shine before all men.
banks like you rustle that cattle up.
Now y'all, it's gonna be gettin' dark real soon.
I think you're right I say we move, come on let's.
Move
you're with it.
We be up before the sun rise got a stallion here for your partner
To ride hit the saloon before the moon shine down
For whatever let's
Just keeps reminding us of the struggles
They start pulling up pictures
Of us getting hit
By dogs and firehoses and all that
You know like, my daughter
em, I gota I gota shine fo em yea
Dont forget yall, he said they would know us by our fruits
Let your light shine
Whoa whoa
Shine shine shine yea
Shine
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