| I shine
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| You shine
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| We fall
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| Girls kissin' me all out, Christian Dior’d out
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| We gon' hold this city down 'til we see the whole city up
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| (Go shine, go shine your light on me
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| Go shine your light on me)
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| A1 when I’m on site, my day ones never think twice
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| Same one that get all the hate, through it all I illuminate away
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| (Go shine, go shine your light on me
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| Go and shine your light on me)
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| Nah nig, nah nig
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| Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah nigga
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| Don’t you doubt it if you was my nigga
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| We ain’t fall out so you still my nigga
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| Don’t always call you but you’ve been my nigga
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| You’re still the same, nigga, it’s just the trust
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| Nigga when you work hard
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| Used to get the outfit up off Curt Bone
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| We done came a long way from the all day store
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| And now spending 8 somethin' out Bergdoff
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| Word up, pray to God that my self good
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| Stand close to my rivals
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| Like you got a job they would kill for
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| It’s all good cause the flow is to die for
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| My God, nigga life like a dice roll
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| And it’s twice hard throwin' 'em with mics on
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| I hit 'em with the rap, everybody slept
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| Then I came back, killin' everybody’s nap like a hot comb
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| At Saks 'bout to cop more
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| And cop more if they got more
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| And come back if they got more
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| Middle finger to them folks, tell 'em GABOS
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| Cause this game ain’t based on sympathy
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| Know that fame will steal your energy
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| At 21, played running back
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| 24 I had the city mad
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| Slim Charles in the Y now
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| You could say me and him brought the city back
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| Used to hustle in hand-me-downs
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| Now I’m whippin' the Camry 'round
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| Hit licks in Baltimore
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| Gettin' Hip-Hop chicken in like Kevin Liles
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| Uptown, I learned a lot
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| Suburbs taught me good
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| The white girl destroyed the black neighborhood
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| So white boys can run the world
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| White cops is goin' to war
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| I write thoughts and put 'em in songs
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| And the devil around the corner
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| It’s all good cause the God is livin' in you
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| Cops can look in the bag
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| Tricky to man so can you read a mind
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| And they used to go to madness, and I ain’t really have it
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| Somehow they let another Eddie advance
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| Well I shine for the niggas that passed
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| So my niggas in the pen got me pushin' a pad
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| Back in the crack era, daddy whippin' a cab
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| But now I’m pushin' a camper doin' a similar route
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| One time, meets Jay Hov
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| Marion Berry meetin' with Barry O
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| This is Lil Wayne meets Wayne Perry
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| This is bad brains from the go go
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| I’m in tears so I’m thankful
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| Cause I got haters and I got flow
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| Niggas can’t tell me nothin', I got this shit jumpin'
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| From the white house to the black hole
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| Don’t let no lame tell you differently
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| Bitch I’m the savior of the DMV |