Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man - Shining Star (Trackmaster's Remix - Long Version) lyrics

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(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, 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

[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

[Chorus]

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