Lyrics:
Shine
I battled six times last year
Which shows that you not on your grind
So a lowercase letter's the only way
You'll see this dot over I
Now after this
on
But not too long, or, why are you spitting
So much, or, easy tiger
Hands to yourself I am excitable
I am sorry I am grateful
I just want us to be
Yeah, you hear that?
That's inevitability
You can't stop this shit, I'm too tapped in
Too loyal
Surrounded by a few of my niggas who did
and doubty
Trippin' man
And not the fun kind
Rather over the pots and pans that you dropped on your kitchen floor
When you finished cooking some really yummy
cried
Go home, little boys, get off the court
It's a big man's game, you're much too short
Too short, my foot, that's just your way
Of saying you
Cos ain't shit intimidating about your sound
You're just two imitating little clowns
A nuisance times two
That's not even worth two cents combined so in
like you.
I got a hundred beats; all nicer than your joint.
Karaoke MC's need not receive G's; that's the whole point.
Be out within' the crowd; get
sound
she better hope, that you better mind
mix me over my, debt (left,let?) be wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide! (whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!)
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lookin' over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, n****
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I
weak bitch
This hot shit by David Banner
You ain't gotta go nowhere nigga
I'm up in this city, you can find me nigga
You ain't gotta front like it?s
it how I left it
And I could list the ways it messed me up
By every face I never touched
And every time that I played music way too loud
Cause it's
leg room and air space on this airplane
Unlike you 'cause you're on a flight too, but it's a staircase
Now, little engine go, finna vrin-vrin go
and sit down
On that bench that says 'Group W'"
And I walked over to the bench there, and there's Group W is where they
Put you if you may not be
Palestine in 1940
Not too long before they all were shot
My only link to them is my dad, he knew them, he knew me, now he's gone too
Sometimes I want
de dede de de de dede dede
de dede de de dede de de de dede dede)
come on
you about ready to do it over there
you ready too
you about ready to do it
swear theres somethin fuckin wrong witchu
Man its over, over
Over, over
Its over, over
Over, over
You too much to deal wit
Fuck yur feelings
I just wanted
a little love never say it
You wanna do this too so why the fuck you hating
Wait up wait oh aye aye Whatchu really mean
We hold it down in this bitch don't
woulda got niggas shot
If you was home, you woulda did mad shit
But get over it, nigga, you not
You know how many times I laid in that cot?
Claustrophobic
an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by
on me I’m not even your king’s size
Flow thru
You F with me you take an L (FL)
It’s only logic that you know that I’m a pro too (protools)
I dont
Ay, is this thing on?
One-two, check
I'm still living by the same code
If you ain't know, you can ask around
The Son of David's saving
And He ain't
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
And you flew with it on your back A name in your recollection Down among a million, say: Difficult enough to feel a little bit Disappointed, passed over
just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign
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