We Shine

Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes I'm back in shit, packin' shit, while stackin' shit If anyone steps up askin' shit, I'm blastin' shit You gone fade me, well swing it like Peter Parker Motherfuck the shop, I'll wreck the Goddamn barber Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up You couldn't be a dope MC if you said his rhymes drugged up I told you once, but you forget so here's a flashback "You couldn't be shit, if you came out my ass crack" Stop frontin' kid, you know you ain't paid And the only mic you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade Ain't nothin' lyrical about you but your lies So cut the shit, 'cause it's startin' to draw flies You're played like my five-year-old's newborn toys Don't know shit about Chicago, but I could still make Illa Noyz Like Robin Leech I display stylish ways That's rough like my face when I haven't shaved in days Listen up, all these words take heed When I cock and squeeze, no more MC's breathe (None) I'm sick of this, here's my final diss Fuck you dim niggas, you ain't shit like piss Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes My Smith and Wessy got you layin' in some alley messy Got your family lookin' for your ass on Sally Jessy We squash beef in the Mo, when you ain't breathin' no mo Leavin' your skull split like Steven Seagal Let the cat out, flat out, Detroit's a madhouse So I don't 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 crib sprayed with twenty-seven bullets in your rib cage Get the gauge, cock it back, empty your pockets Jack Or I'ma send you flyin' like a rocketpack Murder you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack Break into your crib, steal your shit and lock it back Ten-year-old kids be standin' on the block with gats Just for livin' nowadays'll get you clocked with bats Where I'm from, you know what I'm sayin'? That's some old Detroit shit Y'all wouldn't know about that shit, though 'Less you come to my city, you know what I'm sayin'? See where we live 'Cause we shine Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes MCs put Detroit up in they rap songs 'Cause without us their careers wouldn't last long So like a generation we've been passed on Now it's our time to shine, put your glasses on Got these A & R's 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 (Bitch) Don't ever try to say this is a ghost town One million rappers in this bitch, they need to slow down Evaluate the situation, all the rest are killers Fly hoes out on Jefferson with drug dealers Two years in the joint, nobody's touching Hush Try to say you put us down, but you're under us Now who the fuck are you? It's just coincidental When you rhyme you're even worse than the instrumental You're just a phone-tapper with no backbone Talking shit, I got a clique that only pack chrome Have your ass gone, nowhere to run, when we hit Next time you'll think twice of who you fuckin' with Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (What they know about this?) When I bust on the mic, I bust with real hard rhymes Life's a B up in the D Refer to Slim Shady EP CD Number 7 static