Текст (слова) песни: Eminem - We Shine

Artist: da ruckus f/ eminemreal *echoes*

Chorus: samples 4x

"bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this? )

"when I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> keith murray

"every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about

This? )

"when I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> keith murray

[verse one]

Im rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit

If anyone steps up askin shit, Im blastin shit

You gone phase me, but swingin like peter parker

Motherfuck the shop, Ill wreck the goddamn barber

Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up

You couldnt be a dope mc if you said his rhymes drugged up

I told you once, but you forget so heres a flashback

"you couldnt be shit, if you came out my asscrack"

Stop frontin kid, you know you aint paid

And the only mic/mike you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade

Aint nothin lyrical about you but your lies

So cut the shit, cause its startin to draw flies

Youre played like my five-year olds newborn toys

Dont know shit about chicago, but I could still make illa noyz

Like robin leech I display stylish ways

Thats rough like my face when I havent shaved in days

Listen up, all these words take heed

When I cock and squeeze, no more mcs breathe (none)

Im sick of this, heres my final dis

Fuck you dumb niggaz you aint shit like this

Chorus: 2x

[eminem]

My smith and wessy got you layin in some alley messy

Got your family lookin for your ass on sally jesse

We squash beef in the mo, when you aint breathin no more

Leavin your skull split like steven seagal

Let the cat out, flat out, detroits a mad house

So I dont get offended when I hear my city badmouthed

We quick to pull the gat out and set it

And leave you with more shit missin than a lil kim radio edit

Stick up kids be tryin to live paid

You get your grill sprayed with twenty-seven bullets in your ribcage

Get the guage, cock it back, empty your pockets, jack

Or ima send you flyin like a rocketpack

Murder you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack

Break into your crib still your shit and lock it back

Ten-year old kids be standin on the block with gats

Just for livin nowadaysll get you flocked with bats

Where Im from...yaknow whatm sayin? , thats some old detroit shit

Yall wouldnt know about that shit, though. less you come

To my city, ya know whatm sayin? see where we live,

Cause we shine

Chorus: 2x

[hush]

Mcs put detroit up in they rap songs

Cause without us there careers wouldnt last long

So like a generation weve been passed on

Now its our time to shine, put your glasses on

Got these a & rs and labels with binoculars

Lookin in, jockin us and not jockin yours

Too many groups follow trends, unoriginal

Usin loops that transcend every bitch in you

Dont ever try to say this is a ghost town

One million rappers in this bitch, they need to slow down

Evualute the situation, all the rest are killers

Fly hoes out on jefferson with the drug dealers

Two years in the joint, nobodys touchin hush

Try to say youll put us down, but your under us

Now who the fuck are you? its just coincidental

When your rhyme your even worse than the instrumental

Your just a phone-tapper with no backbone

Talkin shit, I got a clique that only pack chrome

Have your ass gone, nowhere to run, when we hit

Next time youll think twice of who you fuckin wit

Chorus: 3 and 1/4

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