Shine

[Chorus: MeLa Machinko & Pharoahe Monch]

In my heart and in my mind

I'm gon' win in due time

Show me the way (Show me the way)

Give me a sign (Give me a sign)

And I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine (I said it)

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine (Hey)

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]

Look man, do not get my block pissed, we'll blast your brain

Two-hundred-thousand dollar whips and chains

Crooked cops, Crips, crack cocaine

2Pac, Chris, I'm still feelin' the pain

Seven-year-old girl, shot and slain? What does it all mean?

We go insane in the struggle

The stress make him add panic

Where I'm from, we do not eat organic (Talk about it)

You see, my mama can not afford Whole Foods

She break fast for the bread, call it soul food

Where I come from — let it breathe

Where I come from, no one runs when funds run low in lump sums

We chose to dump dumb dumb bullets (Dun, dun)

We livin' hum-drum in the slums where scum conceal stun guns

The word's mum for fun, son, conundrums ain't pretty

In this cesspool called New York Shitty

I call it that 'cause it smell like shit

Walk around hunchbacked or you might get hit (Talk about it)

I knew a nigga sold crack to his moms

That same motherfucker sold crack to his kid

Lookin' like three-hundred comin' back from his bid

Like, "Pharoahe, let's get this money for real"

[Chorus: MeLa Machinko & Pharoahe Monch]

In my heart and in my mind

I'm gon' win in due time

Show me the way (Show me the way)

Give me a sign (Give me a sign)

And I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine (Say it)

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine (Hey)

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]

He said, "Pharoahe, let's get this money up"

What the fuck? What, you need me to holla at Steve Rifkin?

Hit him, escape from New York like Snake Plissken

I told you from the gate that you needed more marketing

And these major labels are not listenin'

Stood in a b-boy stance, teeth glistenin'

From the gold in his mouth, the summer breeze was whistlin'

I contemplated my retort, eyes fixed in

On a crucifix around his neck, I guess he was Christian

Just then, the police siren had pitched in

To the soundtrack of the hood, so I spoke with conviction

Spoke as if I was 6'10" with thick skin

Put a little bass in my voice like pitch bend

'Cause where I come from

Where I come from, we all come from

Sky, moon, the stars, the earth and sun

Multiple skin tones, your blood is one

The pen is the ammo to my automatic gun

Bring to fruition what I write to get me out of the slums

And I'ma shine, sh-sh-shine, shine, shine

Shine like the sun, the world is mine

Each line of speech designed to transcend time

And reach the unborn to transform your mind

And I'ma shine, shine

[Chorus: MeLa Machinko & Pharoahe Monch]

In my heart and in my mind

I'm gon' win in due time

Show me the way (Show me the way)

Give me a sign (Give me a sign)

And I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine (It's that)

I'm gon' shine, I'm gon' shine (Hey)

I'm gon' shine (Hey), I'm gon' shine (Uh)

[Outro: Pharoahe Monch]

Now, New York, if ya in the house and ya turnin' it out

Without a doubt, know what I'm talkin' about

Just scream and shout and everybody say

Sh-sh-sh-shine, shine, shine

Now, Detroit with the funky beats, gettin' wild in the street

See the mark of the beast, say, "Fuck the police"

What up, X?

Shine, sh-sh-sh-shine, shine, shine

Chi-Town with the funky sound, soul by the pound

Just get on down with the w-w-woo! W-w-whoa!

Say sh-sh-sh-shine, shine, shine

West coast, side with the most

Holdin' your toast, ya brag, ya boast

What the izzle, what the whoa!

Everybody say, sh-sh-sh-shine, shine, shine

Dirty, ah ah, dirty (ya know)

Dirty, ah ah, dirty (ya know)

Dirty, ah ah, dirty (come on)

Dirty, ah ah, dirty (come on)

I say, sh-sh-shine, shine, shine