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Ryan Otto Cassata
Ryan Otto Cassata
Performer
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Ryan Otto Cassata
Ryan Otto Cassata
Songwriter

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Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, Show 'em what you're made of Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, Show 'em what you're made of Look at this kid, like look who's here 5 feet tall, only got one ear Skipping over cheats like a jumprope, touring. Rhyming over beats like there's no joke, scoring. But oh wait, the jokes on you. While I'm running states, you sit in your room, Hiding your face through a keyboard, boring. While i'm grinding tricks on my skateboard, soaring. Oh bro, I can see why you're mad, You're in the old school, I'm out starting a fad. Why don't you just have a word with my fans, They know respect is what makes a man. This boxing us up, like oxen chained up, Got us toxin it up, like fox who can't jump So de-box this stump, well show you what's up, Well shock you to bump, get you over the hump. Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, (Show 'em what you're made of.) Show 'em what you're made of. Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, (Show 'em what you're made of.) Show 'em what you're made of. I talked another brother from the ledge today, He said man, just can't deal with all this hate, It stings from the outside you feel the downside, But from the inside, it kills, It's killing, it's killing, it's killing me, Is it killing, killing, killing you? Then he told me he swallowed an entire bottle, He said he swallowed a handful of pills. (He said) I couldn't understand what the hypes about, I heard you always run your mouth. And I was just about to be out, Final prayers, down the stairs. Your song came on, I was close to sleeping, It kept me strong, it gave me the reason. 9 1 1, dial tone, Emergency, he picked up the phone Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, Show 'em what you're made of. Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, Show 'em what you're made of. Shaken, waken, almost taken, Sing-song helped his heart from breaking. Sirens moan, don't drop the phone, My song was going you're not alone. The gender binary is just there confining me Wiring me to be someone I ain't trying to be. But really, I don't even try, It's only my mind that makes me the guy, Only my rhymes that make me so fly. Another trans bro, like oh my my, Transcend through time, Change the lines, so everyone can have a try. Don't take the air from our lungs, Keep the bass bumping on the drums. Speak the truth rhyme and rhyme, line after line, So we could all shine Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, (Show 'em what you're made of.) Show 'em what you're made of. Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, (Show 'em what you're made of.) Show 'em what you're made of. Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, (Show 'em what you're made of.) Show 'em what you're made of. Shine on, I'll shine, shine on, I'll shine, shine on, (Show 'em what you're made of.) Show 'em what you're made of. Lift your head up, I've been there too. Stand up, stay strong, push on through, More importantly stay true, stay you. Peace.
Writer(s): Randy Coleman, Andrew Ripp, Ryan Cabrera, Guy Erez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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