Chris Calor - Shine lyrics

Keep It Gully It's SB kid, HA... 1st Verse Stop Dreamin! I leave yo body steamin, stinkin! n***as be schmein, what's the reason? Cuz I'm out for mines? My brotha you demon! Lord knows my minds been fried Tryina stay humble, live above the lies. Nah son I can't get by, I gotta make my rhymes that'll open minds. I'mmmmm.... A breath of fresh air in the spring time. I gotta ease minds, cuz I know life's one big grind When your coming from the belly of the grime. Son these streets will work you! Uptown n***as will murk! NYC will hurt you! Put you in a hurist then leave you in the dirt. God said we came from dirt Oh we came from the dirt? Oh, So yo a** done belong up in dirt Ain't sh** funny dunny when you smiling from a shirt How long much longer do i gotta starve? How much longer do I gotta see sunlight from behind these bars? Choirs Ugh, ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, I'm on my grind Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine, I'm on my grind Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine! I started from the bottom, now I'm working to the top(x3) Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine, I'm on my grind Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine! Verse 2 I've been sent by Divine power, spittin knowledge, demolish any false prophets, yea got it? Be gone from me! Your rhymes are just so blasphemy You stay spittin these 123's wit some ABC's then add some speed!? But you ain't nice B You just another brotha who be in it for the money. Sell yo soul, for the gold, and the riches in world, pipe some hoes? How you claim to be the same n***a from the block, who keep preach that real, claimin that you trill? But them k**as the ville be sayin you ain't ill!? Listen dog, you all bark and no bite. You'd bring a knife to a gunfight You ain't bout that, you want kids wit a wife I wanna protest why i can't wear my hoodie at night? How come I can't skate without cops thinking I'mma leave that scene yellow taped up? Word up! Choirs Ugh, ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, I'm on my grind Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine, I'm on my grind Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine I started from the bottom, now I'm working to the top(x3) Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine, I'm on my grind Ugh, Ugh, I'm Gunna Shine! Verse 3 They think We ignorant because they see the pigment Trying to hold you down because black kids ain't suppose to make it But We gotta stay strong, gotta prove them wrong, load up the full clip, co*k that back, glorify that ignorance, maybe now they see what we gettin at Oppression that new obsession? Man They finger itching f** submission, this a revolution! Stop contradicting what I'm spittin, you politician! Man quick the b**hing, why you snitchin? Cuz you n***as jealous? That I'm making a difference? Listen! That reals back, talk about boom bap, knockin in a Cadillac, got n***as doing the smurf, the wop, wit a baseball bat, saying SB sound like an 88 Kat But the 90s where they birthed me at I ain't up in the trap, trap I be at the skate park with the pack saying fall back if you ain't bout that. (Choirs Repeated)