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Shining Star (Trackmasters Remix - Long Version) - текст песни



Shining Star (Trackmaster's Remix - Long Version)


(feat. Beenie Man)




[Intro: Beenie Man]


All american girls are shinin shinin shinin


And all the latino girls dem shinin shinin shinin




[Chorus: Beenie Man]


Father Abraham have many Sunz and


we're the Sunz of Father Abraham


So are the Sunz of Man and so are you


So let's just sing this song (Texts of songs ), come again




[Killah Priest]


Hip hop started out in the dark


Yo, we used to do it Lafeyette Park


Yo, Back in '83, I rocked Boss and JVC


I'm by Allah, what, who wanna MC?


Don't panic, I push the Panasonic button


I transhore, rock, express myself somethin


I microphone fiend MC's that watch me freeze


I body rock till I flat top, then I squeeze


I bring block partys to anybody wanna rob me


I beat em till their legs are wobbly


Screamin sorry, pullin out my shotty


For anyone who wanna copy


My style, that was just a mere hobby




[Hell Razah]


Go read your bibles, y'all worship idols


We number uno, black or latino


We be teachin so that you know


So understand that the rhymes that's deep


Learn your lesson before you even carry your heat


Eh yo, it's been a long time


I totally left you without another rhyme to step to


Shining Star ladies in the jam, we crept thru


Chk-chk-glocks up, don't make me have to wet you


Y'all niggaz want a beef, we can shoot at you


Whoever wanna killa, we could do that too


I got death scared to come around me, angels surround me


I hold my breath, go underground, why let you drown me


I let the King's of King's County, make em bow, crown me


We too rowdy rowdy, niggaz couldn't never clown me


Check the blacksmith, shoot affair, wanna smack shit


Everybody wanna be involved in this rap shit


We on some never die Chirst is black shit


Breath the same life, sword sword in the mask is


Turn the poor life, Hell Razah turned to Lazurus


Very hazardous, BK be my Nazurith, same address


We use the hot burners under the mattress


Never scared to clap it and act like it didn't happen


Eh yo, don't buy if you won't start a riot with it


If you gon' live by the sword, you gon' die wit' it




[Chorus]




[Hook: Beenie Man]


All american girls are shinin shinin shinin


And all the latino girls dem shinin shinin shinin


And all the caribbean girls dem shinin shinin shinin


Listen to the DJ's song (Texts of songs )




[60 Sec. Assassin]


When 60 strike a mic, I recite precise the hype


So get it right, make my brothers unite


I pimp-up scripts and suck on clits


Vex on wet, niggaz slip and get tossed in a Abyss


Take yo' last breath cuz 60 sure 'nuff means death


Comin back like I'm avengin a company's debt


Recollect, shake your vest thru your chest


I shoot back, smack the war with blood as evidence


I done contracts, skip that, for that, you heard it


Sunz of Man war track, play it back


Who thought we played that? The Hay stack Calhoun of rap


Straight jacket, don't beam, yo, track it


Record settin, department, corrected international business section


Empolyed by wettin, for whoever in the Hell wanna come contestin




[Prodigal Sunn]


Well bless the sun and the flesh


Dunn, of course I'm fresh


What you ever though that I was writin?


I'm fuckin, I beg your pardon


Right in his Ac, crucify tracks and break backs


Since the '80's, black, ladies attack the young mack


Generate plaques in place from state to state


Before 88's snatchin tables, turn turn to turntables


Rockin stage doors, project hoes, we makin dough


and I blast at crews with 4-4's, elevate the poor


Educate more, dampin horse, stamp your whore


Settle the score, I'm hardcore


For the top to the bottom, bottom to the top


Prodigal Sunn, y'all and I just don't stop




[Chorus]




[Beenie Man]


Yo, don't disrespect it, respect it, dunn, follow the motion


Can't test the man, then go and beat the poor man


Don't bother this, who me? A real Jamaican


With a book, come read it to teach a nation


King Salasi tell us 'bout education


Marcus Gavi tell us 'bout our poor creation


With a crowd up in a confusion


All them trifees do is walk in fling pay cons


God, nah educate my D's with prostitution


Wanted men of rasta in a rasta-tution


Fun, yo, they messin up the situation


Listen DJ's sing the conversion


Lyrics never bear now the mic is in-a mi arm


Knowin come and feel the Sunz of Man


Who I am? Come here, man, don't ask me where me from


Summon black will ogel me a pro black man


Listen to the DJ's song (Texts of songs )




[Chorus]



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