[Intro: Statik Selektah, Termanology, Reks & Sheila B]
(Cuz when the sun shines) (Then the world ends)
(Ain't no pit stops) (No more girlfriends)
(Who the fuck was you?) (Where your story end?)
(And your life start?) (I guess it all depends)
[Hook]
And we wilin'
Standing on the corner of the block and we grindin'
Jumping off the edge of the roof and we flyin'
Until the world catches up and we shinin'
And we shinin', shinin'
Until the world catches up and we shining'
And we shinin', shinin'
Until the world catches up and we shining'
[Verse 1: Termanology]
I'm a bad mutha, they could never do what I do
Homie I flow original, put the pencil to miracles
Since I left the umbilical I've been put on a pedestal
If they ever do come for you, just kill them or they're killing you
Eye for an eye, bloody box cutter
Hit your top gunner, put that on my pop's mother
I'm the rolling rock, rolling with them rock runners
Chop butter up and stay stunting on you cocksuckers
Me and Stat like Scott and Mike, got the chip, got the piff
And it's gonna get me where them rockets is
I love wearing the crown, love tearing it down
The sun shining that appear in the clouds
Is me. The gamma ray shining, man that ain't diamonds
That's a rapper with a Uzi in the jacket lining
Man I'm Illmatic, nah, this Dah Shinin
My Smith and Wesson and my Big L speaking Ebonics
(Cuz when the sun shines) (Then the world ends)
(Ain't no pit stops) (No more girlfriends)
(Who the fuck was you?) (Where your story end?)
(And your life start?) (I guess it all depends)
[Hook]
And we wilin'
Standing on the corner of the block and we grindin'
Jumping off the edge of the roof and we flyin'
Until the world catches up and we shinin'
And we shinin', shinin'
Until the world catches up and we shining'
And we shinin', shinin'
Until the world catches up and we shining'
[Verse 1: Termanology]
I'm a bad mutha, they could never do what I do
Homie I flow original, put the pencil to miracles
Since I left the umbilical I've been put on a pedestal
If they ever do come for you, just kill them or they're killing you
Eye for an eye, bloody box cutter
Hit your top gunner, put that on my pop's mother
I'm the rolling rock, rolling with them rock runners
Chop butter up and stay stunting on you cocksuckers
Me and Stat like Scott and Mike, got the chip, got the piff
And it's gonna get me where them rockets is
I love wearing the crown, love tearing it down
The sun shining that appear in the clouds
Is me. The gamma ray shining, man that ain't diamonds
That's a rapper with a Uzi in the jacket lining
Man I'm Illmatic, nah, this Dah Shinin
My Smith and Wesson and my Big L speaking Ebonics
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