"Shinin'" lyrics
We not the hardest, but moving targets
Osama how we crash your markets
Follow these yellow bricks out the darkness
Big cats lying heartless
Tin men get tarnished, starving artists
Knowing dinosaur bones, when talking in satellite phones
Gates, perfect tone. Can you hear me now?
Keeping up with the Joneses
Raw dope fiend for poems
Chrome, sticks and stones
This dome been through it like foster homes
William Eastwood, foreclosing loans repossessing thrones
Zulu, our spears don't get thrown
Gut 'em up close, look in they eyes
Kaleidoscope, switch the turntables
Fuck [?] we willing and able
This is one gutter label
Lyrical tap dancer, Billy the new Branson
Eat, shit, sleep, piss, laugh, kill
Love her madly, Bill
Doing badly, swerve with cabbies
Hola señor
We are the federales
Y'know, demoted police
We ain't got no badges
We don't need no badges
I don't have to show you any stinking badges!
Drop circles of purple
Tossed out Electric Lady of the Hendrix Haze
Standing in the rain, walking to the A-
C-E one day [?] gon' see
Money for nothing and the whips is free
Give us your gun
And we leave you in peace!
I need my gun myself
Better not come any closer
Look here amigo
You got the wrong idea
We don't wanna get your gun for nothing
We wanna buy it
Look! I have a gold watch with a gold chain!
You keep your watch, I'll keep my gun
Ah, you'll keep it? You will keep! We won't get it! I'll show you-!
Alive with pleasure
Court jester arrive with treasure
Blackbeard, King Lear, Shakespeare's measure for measure
Better late than never
Better me than Robert Blake's Baretta
Check your head, that shit's still together
My kind of woman got a scarlet letter
Love is the absence of fear so bust me a square and crack another beer, cheers
I got Polaroids, rappers is queer, but that's neither here nor there
Yo Woods, c'mon with that shit man, people ain't gonna feel that. C'mon man, you sick
Ayo, what the fuck, Woods? C'mon, man. Man, you gotta spit the real, cause
(Ay dog, what is that damn line? Re-rewind, rewind!)
What, I'm supposed to be shining? Alright, alright, alright, take that back, take that back. Let's run it again
Shinin' sun, shinin' guns
This is insurrection 101
Those of you looking for bubble gum with Yamaha drums that's next door
Get out and have fun
In here, crumbs get perforated lungs
Biting the wrong dart's very dumb
Sharks meet the diamond cutter
Gems clarified like butter
Folding dubs ahead touching strong enough to make Chris Tucker shudder
Then it's back to searching for a comfortable gutter
Bombs over Baghdad, dodging missiles in Mogadishu
As high as Machu Picchu
Predator drones creep too
Heat seeking humanitarianism topple statues
Civilizing missions, benevolent Christians shoulder Kipling's Burden, tanks glistening
Pull chrome [?] in Sierra Leone with one hand gone
Barefoot with Nokia phones, Tupac poems
Witchdoctors throwing bones
Invisible men throwing stones
Temple Mount, Ariel Sharon can you count these Iron Sheiks [?]
Shaheds praying for plastic
Yeah, ghosts, I can't go to sleep
Pacing like Napoleon in Crete
Elbow refusing defeat
But war only gets you so far like speeding with guns in the car
Mammoths struggling in tar as the world gets warmer
Sun is shinin'
Sun is rhymin'
Sun is spittin' bloody diamonds
Sun is shinin'
Sun is rhymin'
Sun is spittin' bloody diamonds
Osama how we crash your markets
Follow these yellow bricks out the darkness
Big cats lying heartless
Tin men get tarnished, starving artists
Knowing dinosaur bones, when talking in satellite phones
Gates, perfect tone. Can you hear me now?
Keeping up with the Joneses
Raw dope fiend for poems
Chrome, sticks and stones
This dome been through it like foster homes
William Eastwood, foreclosing loans repossessing thrones
Zulu, our spears don't get thrown
Gut 'em up close, look in they eyes
Kaleidoscope, switch the turntables
Fuck [?] we willing and able
This is one gutter label
Lyrical tap dancer, Billy the new Branson
Eat, shit, sleep, piss, laugh, kill
Love her madly, Bill
Doing badly, swerve with cabbies
Hola señor
We are the federales
Y'know, demoted police
We ain't got no badges
We don't need no badges
I don't have to show you any stinking badges!
Drop circles of purple
Tossed out Electric Lady of the Hendrix Haze
Standing in the rain, walking to the A-
C-E one day [?] gon' see
Money for nothing and the whips is free
Give us your gun
And we leave you in peace!
I need my gun myself
Better not come any closer
Look here amigo
You got the wrong idea
We don't wanna get your gun for nothing
We wanna buy it
Look! I have a gold watch with a gold chain!
You keep your watch, I'll keep my gun
Ah, you'll keep it? You will keep! We won't get it! I'll show you-!
Alive with pleasure
Court jester arrive with treasure
Blackbeard, King Lear, Shakespeare's measure for measure
Better late than never
Better me than Robert Blake's Baretta
Check your head, that shit's still together
My kind of woman got a scarlet letter
Love is the absence of fear so bust me a square and crack another beer, cheers
I got Polaroids, rappers is queer, but that's neither here nor there
Yo Woods, c'mon with that shit man, people ain't gonna feel that. C'mon man, you sick
Ayo, what the fuck, Woods? C'mon, man. Man, you gotta spit the real, cause
(Ay dog, what is that damn line? Re-rewind, rewind!)
What, I'm supposed to be shining? Alright, alright, alright, take that back, take that back. Let's run it again
Shinin' sun, shinin' guns
This is insurrection 101
Those of you looking for bubble gum with Yamaha drums that's next door
Get out and have fun
In here, crumbs get perforated lungs
Biting the wrong dart's very dumb
Sharks meet the diamond cutter
Gems clarified like butter
Folding dubs ahead touching strong enough to make Chris Tucker shudder
Then it's back to searching for a comfortable gutter
Bombs over Baghdad, dodging missiles in Mogadishu
As high as Machu Picchu
Predator drones creep too
Heat seeking humanitarianism topple statues
Civilizing missions, benevolent Christians shoulder Kipling's Burden, tanks glistening
Pull chrome [?] in Sierra Leone with one hand gone
Barefoot with Nokia phones, Tupac poems
Witchdoctors throwing bones
Invisible men throwing stones
Temple Mount, Ariel Sharon can you count these Iron Sheiks [?]
Shaheds praying for plastic
Yeah, ghosts, I can't go to sleep
Pacing like Napoleon in Crete
Elbow refusing defeat
But war only gets you so far like speeding with guns in the car
Mammoths struggling in tar as the world gets warmer
Sun is shinin'
Sun is rhymin'
Sun is spittin' bloody diamonds
Sun is shinin'
Sun is rhymin'
Sun is spittin' bloody diamonds
