Shyne More or Less Lyrics

(walk with me)

(come on)

[INTRO - FOXY]

Yeah,
Its like new york's being soft
Ever since my n____ shyne's been sitting in prison, yeah

[VERSE 1 - SHYNE]

(check it)
s___ things, s___ rings, this s___ is sickning
s___ chain, s___ aim, 5th bame, 5th frame bare money
Lawyers acting funny when i come throught hit em with the bundle on the humble
Couple notes
?seen warlords with the rolls?
s___ i want one 2. what the f___ Im going do
Forget it if its ?dated?? we got till im droping
Im rocking sideways, m_________er crime pays
I need it , i get it, i got it, i chop it, i double the profit
And bubble the pockets. im living to die.
n____s talk fly till i walk by
And pop something. you m_________ers forgot something im not fronting.
This aint rap. music.
This aint that.
You f___ around and ill have you sleeping with a safe sac?
Sincierly yours
Shyne m_________ing poe
b____ get your bags, hit the m_________ing door

[CHORUS - X2]

May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings n____ (more or less)
f___ing big stars and big cars (more or less)
I can see iv seen it all and done it all (more or less)

[VERSE 2 - SHYNE]

G is a g
A key is a key
A snitch is a fish with no fins that cant swim when i dump him in the river
Chor-coal gray R.
12 cylinders bulletproof sentance
?trial day sentances??
I sound like who
You sound like trash
Get off my d___ and pass my cash.
They all do it cause i rap about it, i rap about it casue they do it
My musics the con do it ?you will take it or live it ?.. b____ n____ i quick it then pitch it
Wipe the prints up of this s___. and ditch it
(uh) hip hop aint responsible for balance in america. america is responsible for balance in america
Back to the flow
Nose full of blow
Rolls full of hoes
Leave a n____ cloths for the hoes
The schools did'nt want me . so the drug dealers taught me, simple math, step on it twice then
Bring it back
The full times wouldent pay. divide the labour costs
And still come away with enough to play
I see the same s___, n____z younger then me running the streets, looking for something to eat

[CHORUS - X2]

May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings n____ (more or less)
f___ing big stars and big cars (more or less)
I can see iv seen it all and done it all (more or less)

[VERSE 3 - SHYNE]

Oh boy you better get down, (foxy)

U better run for cover when i spit rounds
Oh u want some s___ now , get found slit down to the white meat.
Im from brokleyn vietnam n____, i like beef
Livin the murderer streets double pipe. living the trouble life.
Father was a jerk, moms had to work, papi had the dirt,
And did what any real n____ would do: got infront the stove, now i got this s___ sold
f___ u punks n____. with ur punk cash. with the punk blast put your punk a__ in the trunk fast
What the f___ yall thought i bury n____s in walls im the trail m_________er rapping raw
Punk blame shooting niggsz point blank all the way to the bank rip your face off then i take off.
The difference between me an them. you wont be seem them. no more n____ . secrets of war

[CHORUS (repeat till end)]

May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings n____ (more or less)
f___ing big stars and big cars (more or less)
I can see iv seen it all and done it all (more or less)