Shine lyrics

Artist  : La The Darkman 
Song : Shine



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[La the Darkman]
Uh uh for the niggas in black
Vigors
behind the wheel drinkin
liquors
Everybody wanna shine
For the
niggas rockin Tims fuck cars and rims
Yo
everybody wanna shine

Yo my dimensions
possessed lucci bitches cess
Lessons computers
whips and bulletproof vests
I can't be done me
and Screwface one on one
I drink wit bums in
the slums where I shoot my guns
Enforce ones
up north in the Ac, throw a strap
I got niggas
down south, holdin nines in Cadillacs
Lettin
trees blow, for niggas sniff snow inside the
disco
I hold a big pistol, to crack your brain
crystal
Cream like Joe Pisco', I fuck your
bitch yo
Right through her piss hole
Long
dick like a missle
Split the black dutch,
while the bracelet on my wrist glow
Cough if I
spit mo', sold my Lex, cop the Benzo
My niggas
come outta Sing-Seng buff like Lou
Ferrigno
The rhyme sayer, quicker Ruger nine
sprayer
Rich lifestyle like a young NBA
player
And I'm tied to the mob like that gun,
called Tommy
Shoot through your Armani, shoot
at Guiliani
Shoot at Illuminati, fuck
everbody, it's the Darkman
(understand that
right there)

Chorus
For the niggas in
black Vigors, behind the wheel drinkin
liquors
Everbody wanna shine
For the niggas
is rockin Tims, fuck cars and rims
Yo,
everybody wanna shine
For the niggas that lock
downed for bustin caps wit four
pounds
Everybody wanna shine
For the niggas
in Lexus Cruisers wit cocked back Rugers
Yo,
everybody wanna shine

[La the
Darkman]
Yo, you wanna be me
Sometimes I'm
on the block, sometimes I'm on the TV
My
crew's greedy, like Boom Boom Mancini
La's
song buy weedy, Swahili,
?Sadeeky?
Professional, hold my toast by my
testicals
I used to peddle, but three times
two equal the devil
Blinded by the ice, and
the savage way of life
To no vale, niggas get
money in small scales
Start smokin, like they
don't know crack kills
A freak nigga, got
turned down by a female
Didn't know he sucked
death, when he just inhale
I rap life,
cocaine, niggas wit no brain
Sellin crack for
fifteen years wit no game
That's a damn shame,
check the result of bein broke
Havin no whip,
no lab, no money for smoke
He stressed out,
really not knowin what life's about
Jewels,
jewels, jewels, jewels

Chorus

[La
the Darkman]
Yo, yo, dunn I'm felt
Gun in
my waist, tight belt
New York streets hot, the
bottom of my Wallees melt
I need wealth, puffin
my lah by myself
Blessed, wit food clothes and
health
And big whips, shorties say I got a big
dick
My first video, I rock twenty
outfits
The Benz 6, got me wanna flip ten
bricks
VCR headrest watchin Scarface
flicks
I politic, wit ex cons, old cats, drug
dons
Niggas that's known to take a arm for a
arm
I move calm as a lion of Juddah, black
Garbudda
Silent as a basehead, suckin on his
hooter
Cuz Cash Rules, that's why I study new
jewels
And keep tools, to create blood
pools
For new crews, rappers, on my
territory
I cock back the fifth, and make em
his-tory
Remember him, the kid wit the big
Jesus em-blem
Threw shells from the toast, had
his bones tremblin
Nigga, I'm the cat y'all be
talkin about dunn

Chorus

Cuz I
shine nigga, shine on nigga (what)
Straight
shine nigga, nawmean, word up
The sun gon burn
out (stay shinin, and stay spicy)
I'mma shine
till the sun burn out
Straight up, word, the
embassy, my family
The embassy, my family,
yeah