Murs - Shining Symbol lyrics

[Intro] It's not the end It's the beginning The law surrounds you The court tries you The jail engulfs you But... It's not the end It's the beginning! Darkness conceals your saving soul [Verse One: The Grouch] Really I'm gonna make you see Silly, I'm gonna break through the Wall, set up the storm I track 'em all In step with the future Used to misconceptions just erected Any way I know Many say I flow but others want to hate When they can't relate And I can't debate opinions But I've been in and out of my zone Sometimes thinning out with my tone But for the most part I'm consistent, distant Tweakers want to speak upon an issue Try and diss you Cause they're on somebody else's dick Who probably can't get with you I mean, probably can't get with me I mean, probably can't get sh** we Already have attained It takes some talent, takes some game to make it valid Make a name, see if change is the range Of perspectives on what's fresh and what's left Over [Verse Two: Sunspot Jonz] Inching right past the competition Belief that I ambition to be great, equals mission Statements, complacement, no reason for your dissin' We sell tapes to {???} and other folks who listen With me upon the base, new reality is given Always flipping my objective in this life that I'm livin' Legends: tremendous, plus Seven That's my nickname in the Bettis I'm a Bus like Jerome with the microphone's position On like the first wave of cable: SELECT P.N.C. means you want someone who's able Competent, confident, optimist, lyricist, prominent Juggernaut of low-key music that you ain't jockin' yet But we'll respect, and get it back If you project the simple fact Odysseys and policies, when I construct to keep my rap Up to par, strip the bar, rhythmic with inflation Style the way I speak, and I stray away from fiction [Verse Three: Aesop Fables] You done lost your mind And find a ??RZA kind fate?? Much more annoying than blue balls on a ??? date Just can't wait to deflate ya'll airheads' flow The black group (??) Most potent arsenic to rid the world of rodents That dared tread against our zone of defense Of that which sickens the stomach of hip hop consumption Legends: yeah we know, from rippin' you weak clones at functions Fulfilling dreams at shows, with flows that's saying something Catch that glimpse of intense pressure Can't measure your talent on a balance beam Your team: sure to gram These Legends: sure to slam Like Denny's having your fans counting their pennies Towards this cla**ic collaboration To have the outsiders constantly hatin' Solitude, barkin' with no bite You can't swallow food Fool, there's a difference between a battle and suicide You're running from your shadow but there is nowhere to hide I'd suggest test some sk**s before replacements come to k** The weak style you feel that's all mushy inside I'm not your ordinary guy I'm the hero, the Superfriend Known for reading you weak-a** clones (like TAROT CARDS!) [Sung: Choral] Revenge is a virtue You stood up like you should Standing up strong Like we all wish we could You're a shining symbol A shining symbol A shining symbol Of black pride! [Verse Four: Eligh] Hot summer nights under my room light I write everlasting poems Like U.S. gunfights for oil on foreign soil Zones boil It ain't right like tin foil in the microwave Spoil our children's day Before it begins, wade We live in sin to get paid Like a skin wampsack, I want my money back Like a tax rebate, or last night Westin through the gates Wag the dog, through the fog, see the running hogs I feel like Phineas Fogg holding a gun with a deadly one If you can't come close to me You need to be buying the tape like you supposed to be Poetry, showing he who blessed the mic Show some light, and life he see That's a dope MC Be at eight-key{???} right over realities Speak of duality Your identity is your soul From ancient stories told Never to be a slave or sold We must break the mold Do you know your role? Oh you know? Oh, oh-oh-oh, hah [Nowhere to go Cornered in the world of lost souls Nowhere to go Cornered in the world of lost souls] Now the feeble tend to weep steeples About the glorious past Attempt to conduct a symphony Of phony ghost stories stuck in the last Scene of a fiend Broken gla**, a lit bottle of kerosene I spit on models, embarra**ing Search and search and try to remove Recognition from a team Living Legendary entities Just for the sake of small rhyme Breaking the mold with small minds The largest joke of all time Let's call it the {watch it} in control Flow over with beats of a lion Dress these dreads up, flying heads back With a simple taste, a ripple in time What could explode "X" marks the spot in spark mode We crock the pot in the lung {tapper} In the dark, we start the night-mode Psychos with twisted light bulbs Get s**ed up in the cyclone Drownded in the tide of a microphone Eligh knows the right road [Verse Five: Murs] Explore the possibilities Limitless, a seamless fit Us in dreads, rhymes dispense Pez Completely flipped my head This one slipped out Ripped out a sheet of brain tissue You see, rhyme's a main issue Just likely enhancing this Might be your chance to dance Or song and tune Me and Miss Lopez, center floor, Conga Room On the fumes of my dreams, I run this race Murs guaranteed to blow your mind like a gun-in-face And once in place I'm not budging Just like a mom who opens the door On two kissing cousins Now that's a state of shock Hate to rock beats with no soul We remix the old Reissued on Polygram Put the Legends on the shelf We stand out like holograms A Symbol, Shining Redefining what you thought of your local rap scene For the poison in the music, we became the vaccine