Essence - Shine lyrics

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Essence - Shine lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo] V-e-e double-O So easily Will I e-m-c-e-e NYC be the locality Trying to inflate this low salary My stacks is fat and yours is low-calorie Too full of carbohydrate to flow irate I shake and vibrate The lightweight And make foes migrate Plant seed and let it germinate Vermin I terminate Verbally I offend more n***as than the Mark Fuhrman tapes My burn is great when I get busy The crowd ask, "What is he?" "Human or robot?" My flow's hot Those that know not must be dizzy So uh, how many fingers do you see? You goin', "Uh, one, two, three?" Because I knocked your a** silly Of course I'm living big But who the hell is Willie? Try to [?] me and I'll put you on the floor quicker than Tyson did McNeely [Verse 2: A-bu*ta] Once you hear the capital A Rapper to stay With you for a while son It won't go away Composing dramatical plays Element natural ways Control your thoughts Like [?] Stay dipped polo sport menswear A-bu*ta be the one you and your friends fear Natural E we droppin' gems here Shinin' for ten years And keep writin until my pen smears Ink upon the page Rhymin' devine flavor Mental higher than a skyscraper My mic's major Deegan My thoughts connecting like When my pager's beepin' You stay sleepin' A's creepin' I'm makin' mics evaporate Lyrics ejaculate When my verbs I masturbate While you procrastinate I graduate past the great You see my flow will fascinate Natural E, we collaborate Check it, this rapper's great Riz, scratch it up like sissy fights bu*ta, forever shine like New York city lights What [Hook: Mr. Voodoo, A-bu*ta, L Swift, Essence] We keep risin' to the top No one can stop we Natural Elements Will forever S-H-I-N-E [Verse 3: L Swift] Yo physically I bring the pain here Get shorties wet like rain gear I'll hit you buck fifty Like New York City train fare Yo every day I'm 'bout the same gear Cuz money low I bag a honey though This one go out to all my Sun-ny bros In N-Y-C Northeast Bronx My territory You confess to a priest Writin' lyrics is better for me Never sweat a shorty Now I'm broke Got no sort of pull But in the future when I got money? I'll be adorable Shorty played herself Had brothers on the train using the portable telly Cuz both of y'all look the same Like Aaron Hall and R Kelly I bust a shot like Marbury Battle? You must be sniffing something like Darryl Strawberry Check what I get nice with My right hand Is what I grip a mic with In the future I circle numbers on this Lex price list Yo me gettin' burnt or hurt Won't be tolerated I got rhymes up the uhh Forget it I'm constipated [Verse 4: Essence] See these lines? Like graffiti burners Essence tags your mental hall As I come bust like [?] Into your face with no shame Rappers be frontin like they rich When they be riding the train And when they flow You know it all sound the same Those [?] like escalators Plus sweeter than Now & Laters Your crowd about as much weight as a sheet of paper You have no flava Pulling my saber Removing you from the agenda Wanna-be contenders fall like September through December Get opened, entered, then verbally dismembered Remember Esssence flows I'm treating you like Mendel [?] To dolo To get dough See, the mic you need to let go You're hollow You can't rip it with expertise Please See, me, put simply Is a G-O double D-E double S You cannot contest