Yeah, know what I'm sayin'?
This is what you call history
Earth, wind, fire, suns and man.
We got the Wu -Tang in the house.
Yo, Wyclef, play the guitar, man!
Earth is approximately covered under water,
The sun and moon have to attract the power,
while the sun is way around the sun.
with the fire extinguisher slain
Maintain this paradise on this earth
With the shut the fuck up style
for what this shit is worth
Watch a nigga catch a purse
Superhero nigga style, do my dirt
And y 'all I took a new wisdom
The black sire, smack fire out of Delia
My heart desire, speak truth till I expire
The clever writer, live wire, never retire
The child teacher, loud speaker,
to the seas I'm like Noah
Shine a star, no matter who you are
Shine bright to see what you can truly be
Shine a star, no matter who you are
Shine bright to see what you can truly be
Ayo, this masterpiece be exclus
Street knowledge, education, teach to see
get on learning, graduating
Blessed be the ones with pa
God bless the child, I can hold his own
Little shorties don't trust the soul,
We connect like we non -ex
We teach both sex, Brooklyn to Tibet
beam of light from out far
Hits like these will burn holes
let it be known we take charge
we be underground like camouflage
mainstream for the young teens
Though if it don't be for
We travel in the streets,
War with the devil, your shine,
Reality is life, people live and thrive
Feel raw, but with strife,
the gods live and write in this act
Too many lacks, black on black crime
No rest, another victim, lay the rest
It's a long time to be certain
Sons of man, Mahadees of all searching
The heat is perking, earth burning,
Sensation, yearning and learning,
Wide clip, platinum hit, beast cre ation
Is what your life can truly be, anticipation
but you're a true -to -fake
You shine a matter who you are
but you're a true -to -fake
Yo, yo, yo, yo, when I was young
The science of baby's getting loose
Black to spruce, to the Chinese
I can't help it if my style is foggy
Girls, you're walking on my turf
I make you like Blink off hurt
For all my shining stars from here
Growing up in the ghetto at
Born as a king, not a slave for jobs
Large bank accounts in these fancy cars
they scheming when they lust
Shining bright to save the day
Say you like the way I feel