We Shine lyrics

Artist  : Da Ruckus 
Song : We Shine



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[Featuring Eminem]
Real *echoes*
Chorus:
samples 4X
"Bust it rugged shine like a gold
nugget" (what they know about
this?)
"When
I bust on the mic I bust a real hard rhyme" >
Keith Murray
"Every time I pick up the
microphone I drug it (what they know
about
this?)
"When I bust on the mic I bust
a real hard rhyme" > Keith Murray
[Verse
One]
I'm rockin shit packin shit while stackin
shit
If anyone steps up askin shit, I'm blastin
shit
You gone phase me, but swingin like Peter
Parker
Motherfuck the shop, I'll wreck the
Goddamn barber
Forget your dreams about being
with fans hugged up
You couldn't be a dope MC
if you said his rhymes drugged up
I told you
once, but you forget so here's a
flashback
"You couldn't be shit, if you came
out my asscrack"
Stop frontin kid, you know
you ain't paid
And the only mic/Mike you
wrecked was that kid you fought in
first
grade
Ain't nothin lyrical about you
but your lies
So cut the shit, cause its
startin to draw flies
You're played like my
five-year old's newborn toys
Don't know shit
about Chicago, but I could still make Illa
Noyz
Like Robin Leech I display stylish
ways
Thats rough like my face when I haven't
shaved in days
Listen up, all these words take
heed
When I cock and squeeze, no more MC's
breathe (none)
I'm sick of this, here's my
final dis
Fuck you dumb niggaz you ain't shit
like this
Chorus: 2X
[Eminem]
My Smith
and Wessy got you layin in some alley
messy
Got your family lookin for your ass on
Sally Jesse
We squash beef in the mo', when
you ain't breathin no more
Leavin your skull
split like Steven Seagal
Let the cat out, flat
out, Detroit's a mad house
So I don't get
offended when I hear my city badmouthed
We
quick to pull the gat out and set it
And leave
you with more shit missin than a Lil' Kim radio
edit
Stick up kids be tryin to live
paid
You get your grill sprayed with
twenty-seven bullets in your ribcage
Get the
guage, cock it back, empty your pockets,
Jack
Or I'ma send you flyin like a
rocketpack
Murder you for a bag of chips and a
chocolate snack
Break into your crib still your
shit and lock it back
Ten-year old kids be
standin on the block with gats
Just for livin
nowadays'll get you flocked with bats
Where
I'm from...yaknow what'm sayin?, that's some old
Detroit shit
y'all wouldn't know about that
shit, though. Less you come
to my city, ya
know what'm sayin? See where we live,
cause we
shine
Chorus: 2X
[Hush]
MC's put Detroit
up in they rap songs
Cause without us there
careers wouldn't last long
So like a
generation we've been passed on
Now its our
time to shine, put your glasses on
Got these A
& R's and labels with binoculars
Lookin in,
jockin us and not jockin yours
Too many groups
follow trends, unoriginal
Usin loops that
transcend every bitch in you
Don't ever try to
say this is a ghost town
One million rappers in
this bitch, they need to slow down
Evualute the
situation, all the rest are killers
Fly hoes
out on Jefferson with the drug dealers
Two
years in the joint, nobody's touchin Hush
Try
to say you'll put us down, but your under
us
Now who the fuck are you? its just
coincidental
When your rhyme your even worse
than the instrumental
Your just a phone-tapper
with no backbone
Talkin shit, I got a clique
that only pack chrome
Have your ass gone,
nowhere to run, when we hit
Next time you'll
think twice of who you fuckin wit
Chorus: 3
and 1/4