[Intro: Pharrell Williams & DJ Drama]
Aphilliates, nigga!
Skateboard, huh? (Gangsta!)
You sayin' they know me?
Oh yeah! We can do this!
Skateboard, huh? (Dra—dr-dra—dra-dr—Dramatic!)
Wow!
Skateboard, huh?
AMG! Star Trak!
You sayin' they know me? Ha
In My Mind, coming soon!
But for now...
[Verse 1: Pharrell & DJ Drama]
Good taste is acquired, you should want the best and nothin' less
Catch me in the cherry drop, drippin', nigga somethin' fresh (OH!)
Don't try to run up, they put a gun to your chest
Or open up your apples, let the world see your seeds (DEATH!) [Cannon!]
Jeez-louise, you could of been a tree of life
But you was jelly to the lil' U.S. of I
Of the watch out the window, well, my feverish ride
Committed a sin, lost his halo, wish he could just fly? (Trendsetter!)
But for me, I just smiled 'cause for me, you just tried
To, to try to live, but to me, you just died
We got niggas that do the same thing for as few as a grand
Stoplight you niggas, yes, you and your man
Or hit you where you stand, because the tool is in hand
Let both you niggas out like the Vitruvian Man
I hiccup philosophy and I spit science
I'm Arts since 7 and half years old without tryin'
A CDE student without even applyin'
I couldn't hear the teacher from all ghetto firin' in my ear
I got Mozart's ears
A movin' target, the Devil tried to throw darts here
'Cause he knew I would emerge, and make my mama proud
In the back of that chromed out two-tone cloud
And when I roll through the hood, nigga, it never rains
And if it did, it'd freeze up from these cold-ass chains
[Chorus: Pharrell]
(Gangsta!)
It's my time to shine (Shine)
It's my time to shine (Shine)
(Gangsta!)
It's my time to shine (Shine)
Follow me as I drop the align (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)
[Verse 2: Pharrell]
I'm a luminary, don't act like you don't know shit
Get your sunshades mane, I really glow bitch
Stones like Jolly Ranchers, how you get those shits?
The price is intimidatin', don't ask, don't approach it
The karats, average twenty-somethin', that's it
You should see the bling when I eat salad, it's magic
Like cop a feel, bitches wanna stop and chill
But it blurs they vision, like they been poppin' pills
They said, "That's not for real!"
Yes, it is, I seen a lot, for real (Uh)
Imagine bein' surrounded by customers who wanted rocks to chill
The older wanted to smoke 'em, and the younger wanted to sell 'em
Whether inhaled or for sale, it affects the cerebellum
And they don't wear red or blue, they wear green
'Cause that's the predominant color of the illustrious dream
To run the square biz' on the block with the fiends
And outside they house, they made the Soul Train line
Mutated cocaine minds, fuck three-hundred-dollar jeans
White tees, Air Force, and a week worth of fatigues
Pusha told me you could get a key for sixteen (Uh-huh)
If they know you long enough and your relationship is mean (Uh-huh)
If there's a little man, you gon' pay like twenty
So when you complain about the price, that's why I look at you funny
You wet behind the ears, you gon' pay twenty-five
But once they say it, you try to pay it, you gon' stay alive? (Shit)
Take that nigga's shit, why should we make that nigga rich?
He resist? Bond, torture, and rape that nigga bitch
I seen that shit on my side of town, boy (Uh)
But you would never know 'cause I never make a sound, boy
[Chorus: Pharrell]
(Gangsta!)
It's my time to shine (Shine)
It's my time to shine (Shine)
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