8 Mile movie

8 Mile movie - Spit Shine lyrics

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Verse 1<br>

I 'ma clean this whole shit out like climax,<br>

with words put togeather better then sony electronics,<br>

king of the jungle, humbly stay honest,<br>

eat with the lions, swim with peranas,<br>

gassoline the scene, strike the match,<br>

inferno, I'm to throue nigga, so stand back,<br>

I spit shine, get mine and rip rhyme<br>

and make my career take a incline,<br>

I'm strick with knives, straight with razors,<br>

good with grenades and great with gadges, (yeah)<br>

been around the world on a million stages,<br>

watch nigga's bitch up and go through changes,<br>

I had gun's before guns was in fashion,<br>

I mashed out before niggas knew mashin,<br>

I knew terror before the plane started crashin,<br>

I got punch lines and nigga's aint laughin...<br>

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CHORUS<br>

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I'm gon be here after the smoke dye down,<br>

Insomnia style I won't lye down,<br>

fight the good fight don't need no help,<br>

keep your hands up defend yourself,<br>

move like I move and live lifelong ,<br>

can't move up if your hearts not strong,<br>

get your own shit cause this shit's mine,<br>

every time I spit, I shine<br>

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Verse 2<br>

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cock-sucker I preach what I practise,<br>

back shit up, wrap this, rap shit up,<br>

still actin up, get found in the trunk of an Acuva,<br>

yall suck like jail in dracula,<br>

X turn up the heat, increase the hatred,<br>

straight stone face don't fuck with gay shit,<br>

so i guess that means I cant fuck with you now,<br>

drew down, let off, facate to new town,<br>

you feel like bishop, induced now,<br>

gotta flame thrower that will burn<br>

great holes till you goose down, (yeah)<br>

rough sound, same strong background,<br>

bent on black the big boys playin tips down,<br>

my whole train of thought is the party,<br>

any motherfucker with problems and not get caught,<br>

I was blessed with life when I cursed to death,<br>

I'm a spit till my very last breath...<br>

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(fuck yall)<br>

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CHORUS<br>

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Verse 3<br>

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Let me get a three second look, I hit a million dollar target,<br>

You ain't came up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)<br>

Come across dope like planes and boats,<br>

Like baloons filled with coke, down a mexican's throat,<br>

you ever seen a man get smoked and shit on himself,<br>

the body shake for a second, then it can't stop a second,<br>

the evidence are the weapon and the people involved,<br>

let one nigga talk, everybody gettin caught, for sure,<br>

I say that, to say this,<br>

if you cant handle the time then ride the beach,<br>

might as well touch your tail and jump the fence,<br>

castrate yourself expose the bitch,<br>

X go head up, the fuck never ran from it,<br>

I got engadged with buck shots that you can't stomach,<br>

You ain't a killer you a album filler,<br>

You ain't a soldier you a rap premoter,<br>

Game over...<br>

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CHORUS<br>

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