Lyrics of 'NY Shining' by Talib Kweli

Ah, ey, it’s greg nice, e, I’m in the place to be ah
With my brother, kweli, ah, check it out ah,
Brooklyn in the house, ah
Money making Manhattan in the house
Styling out in the house, ah
The q burrow queens in the house, ah
Bring it down

I’m a New York kid, with New York needs
And New York dreams
That live in me, my destination is destiny
Soon you will me shining, shining, shining,
Shining, shining, shining, shining

Yo I’m a native New Yorker, straight shit talker
Holla out in the 4th heads a kaiawaka
Can’t get rid of her, thinks she a stalker
But the trees down, here comes the Chewbacca
Y’all know the deal, with style so ill
Rip shit down, I
Y’all know the deal, with style so ill
Rip shit down, Y’all know the deal, with style so ill
Rip shit down, I don’t care who on the bill
20 years later getting Master pill
Flicing on the wheels of steel
Bang this beat like a flank real foul
Don’t get me mad I get ill like awww
I go 7 30 on your kep buck wild
Stay act up with my old G style
Pass me the vodka yo pass me the juice
I used to watch kung fu flicks on the deuce
Me, cousin meatball and my cousin Bruce
Get up, get down, oh get funky, get loose!

I’m a New York kid, with New York needs
And New York dreams
That live in me, my destination is destiny
Soon you will the shining, shining, shining,
Shining, shining, shining, shining

If my city is my lady, my music is my baby
Lately this chick is crazy, I’m ready to catch the caddie
Living on top of graves and bones of afrikan slaves
Only time is like I’m not in the cage it’s on stage
I’m from the birthplace of Pac and Big
Stop the friss while we calling cops pigs
Way the god lives it’s like they teaching’s never a substitute
When I had in the brighten peace, get in touch with the Russian jews
Egyptians and the Asians will kick it with black arrow
I sneak in the barb dealer while I’m swinging to bob carol
The fact is, they don’t make them like they used to
Plus I miss the old 40 deuce too
We used to do them hood wild thing
Like smoking with the ciga west
The drill is gone now, Mickey Mouse is the biggest threat
Hell’s kitchen, more like hal’s kitchen now
Road tripping, where I’m going I ain’t figured yet

I’m a New York kid, with New York needs
And New York dreams
That live in me, my destination is destiny
Soon you will me shining, shining, shining,
Shining, shining, shining, shining

I’m the New York king, yeah I shine like the North Star
Getting mad, hiding in the 5 star
Or the 4 star, hotel for the meditation
In the hood with this gentrification
What’s the detonation, or the destination
Let me know what the agenda is
And where the 2 50th vendors is
Write rhymes in my head, no pen and shit
Yeah I smoke for the senses,
Think of my niggas doing they same since
See the cops I got the New York 6th sense
Did a couple years but, I ain’t do shit since
Jail is slavery part 2,
Yeah I’m brave and I got a lot of heart too
And I’m real fucking smart too
New York shine king, you should play your part too

I’m a New York kid, with New York needs
And New York dreams
That live in me, my destination is destiny
Soon you will me shining, shining, shining,
Shining, shining, shining, shining.