Hell Razah - Shining Star (Trackmaster's Remix - Long Version) lyrics

[Intro: Beenie Man] All american girls are shinin shinin shinin And all the latino girls dem shinin shinin shinin [Chorus: Beenie Man] Father Abraham have many Sunz and We're the Sunz of Father Abraham So are the Sunz of Man and so are you So let's just sing this song, come again [k**ah Priest] Hip hop started out in the dark Yo, we used to do it Lafeyette Park Yo, Back in '83, I rocked Boss and JVC I'm by Allah, what, who wanna MC? Don't panic, I push the Panasonic bu*ton I transhore, rock, express myself somethin I microphone fiend MC's that watch me freeze I body rock till I flat top, then I squeeze I bring block partys to anybody wanna rob me I beat em till their legs are wobbly Screamin sorry, pullin out my shotty For anyone who wanna copy My style, that was just a mere hobby [Hell Razah] Go read your bibles, y'all worship idols We number uno, black or latino We be teachin so that you know So understand that the rhymes that's deep Learn your lesson before you even carry your heat Eh yo, it's been a long time I totally left you without another rhyme to step to Shining Star ladies in the jam, we crept thru Chk-chk-Glocks up, don't make me have to wet you Y'all n***as want a beef, we can shoot at you Whoever wanna k**a, we could do that too I got d**h scared to come around me, angels surround me I hold my breath, go underground, why let you drown me I let the King's of King's County, make em bow, crown me We too rowdy rowdy, n***as couldn't never clown me Check the blacksmith, shoot affair, wanna smack sh** Everybody wanna be involved in this rap sh** We on some never die Chirst is black sh** Breath the same life, sword sword in the mask is Turn the poor life, Hell Razah turned to Lazurus Very hazardous, BK be my Nazurith, same address We use the hot burners under the mattress Never scared to clap it and act like it didn't happen Eh yo, don't buy if you won't start a riot with it If you gon' live by the sword, you gon' die wit' it [Chorus] [Hook: Beenie Man] All american girls are shinin shinin shinin And all the latino girls dem shinin shinin shinin And all the caribbean girls dem shinin shinin shinin Listen to the DJ's song [60 Sec. Assa**in] When 60 strike a mic, I recite precise the hype So get it right, make my brothers unite I pimp-up scripts and s** on clits Vex on wet, n***as slip and get tossed in a Abyss Take yo' last breath cuz 60 sure 'nuff means d**h Comin back like I'm avengin a company's debt Recollect, shake your vest thru your chest I shoot back, smack the war with blood as evidence I done contracts, skip that, for that, you heard it Sunz of Man war track, play it back Who thought we played that? The Hay stack Calhoun of rap Straight jacket, don't beam, yo, track it Record settin, department, corrected international business section Empolyed by wettin, for whoever in the Hell wanna come contestin [Prodigal Sunn] Well bless the sun and the flesh Dunn, of course I'm fresh What you ever though that I was writin? I'm f**in, I beg your pardon Right in his Ac, crucify tracks and break backs Since the '80's, black, ladies attack the young mack Generate plaques in place from state to state Before 88's snatchin tables, turn turn to turntables Rockin stage doors, project hoes, we makin dough And I blast at crews with 4-4's, elevate the poor Educate more, dampin horse, stamp your who*e Settle the score, I'm hardcore For the top to the bottom, bottom to the top Prodigal Sunn, y'all and I just don't stop [Chorus] [Beenie Man] Yo, don't disrespect it, respect it, dunn, follow the motion Can't test the man, then go and beat the poor man Don't bother this, who me? A real Jamaican With a book, come read it to teach a nation King Salasi tell us 'bout education Marcus Gavi tell us 'bout our poor creation With a crowd up in a confusion All them trifees do is walk in fling pay cons God, nah educate my D's with prostitution Wanted men of rasta in a rasta-tution Fun, yo, they messin up the situation Listen DJ's sing the conversion Lyrics never bear now the mic is in-a mi arm Knowin come and feel the Sunz of Man Who I am? Come here, man, don't ask me where me from Summon black will ogel me a pro black man Listen to the DJ's song [Chorus]