Humble As the Sun

Eh, eh, ehm Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's easy to say "I love you" when you hate yourself Face yourself Born of a loving woman, but I had to make myself Nobody put food in my mouth or money in my pocket Hit the plug up like a socket and I paid myself Laid to rest my insecurities, like racist bars, they never served me I grew around some animals, my habitat disturbed me Lions, tigers, and bare man on their separate journeys Until their paths crossed and end up on separate gurneys My father read me like a book while others tried to burn me He sat me down and offered me advice when he spoke firmly "Son, never let them make you what they want for you to be" So, I replaced the noose with gold chains, just wanting to be free I accomplished all my dreams and invited my friends to see In hopes I could inspire, like the fire ignited under me I combust, my heart filled with love, my guts filled with kombucha Let my words ferment, sip them slow, and end up looser Losers sitting in a stupor, wasting time behind computers Angry how I rolled the dice, gambled with my future And it worked out I swear I shine so bright, they want me burnt out Humble as the sun, I'll come, the flowers grow, the birds' out The weak are quick to speak till the strong walk in the room And like dictionaries glued they're having trouble getting words out Thank God that I made it out alive Didn't have to sell my soul, yeah I made it out with pride While them other man are lyin' I can see it in their eyes Shake my locks like a mane, feeling Gucci, looking fine I'ma shine Black man shine Completing my goals on black man time No blacks, no dogs, but the Irish are fine So long as they don't rise Tiocfaidh ár lá, that's right Ah, they will come Said I'm as humble as the sun The album went to eighteen, but they know I'm number one Meditate on stage and with no smoke up in my lungs Watch how I take a drag on beats, proceed to burn down Babylon I said I'll burn it down, burn it down Now watch me as I fight back for every reggae artist that never got their rights back That died broke and hungry on that island of Jamaica Whilst someone at Island Records made a killing off the right tracks Fuck that Let the sun shine upon my face Who would have thought my dark skin would brighten up this place? Ghetts told me I'm electric like I'm lighting in this place (Yo, the vibe was, the vibe was electric, dawg) Seconds after talking to Saadiq about strikes up in this place "How you feelin'? How you feelin'? It's the one and truly living with so much life left to live somebody might just try to kill him" The way I spout off at the mouth wouldn't really be surprising But the sun is fucking rising, I'ma melt this glass ceiling Watch me shine Shine, black man, shine I'ma shine, shine, shine Shine, black man, shine Let them sing it like Shine, black man, shine Shine, black man, shine (Shine, black man, shine) Shine, black man, shine (Black man, shine, shine) Shine, black man, shine (Oh, black man, shine bright) Shine, Black man, shine (Oh, black man, shine yeah) Shine, black man, shine (Shine, shine, shine, black man, shine) Shine, black man, shine (Black man, shine woah) Shine, black man, shine (Black man, black man, black man, black man, shine)