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