Overshine

[Sticky Fingaz]

Follow my footsteps, used to ante up for a nickel sack

From Vange Hill to Moon, you touch me, I got to get you back

Roll on the stolen V's with he-ho chase you

Cop a six more time, and 3 years probation

We be offender, bender, no retreat, no surrender

I'm the number one contender

I got a new game plan, strictly sportin name brand

Layin in the pound hunted, footin through your town blunted

On some shit that get you burnt throats

Amputated all the turn coats, and get cremated

Never been B-rated, my 5 plated, is how I get fights

I have your family driving in the daytime wit they head lights

[Chorus: All City]

I'm daily thinkin of a life gleamin

That life we in, how to obtain, and what's the meanin

The fact that cash rules, these last days

We the last crews, my present wars and my past rules

True soldier, no matter the goal

We gettin closer, for bitch ass niggas, it's just about over

I'm in it for the long haul, this goes out

To all my true livin dogs and my SOHO

[Fredro Starr]

Don't talk about it, make it happ'

Don't fake it chap

The hennecy act, got you light gat

You wanna block, try to hold nine

Son you livin on my time, don't try to Overshine

Play your p, play your position

I stay with G, stay on a mission

Precisely, good, wit game, I'm nicely

Shifftee son, still shiesty

You in your eight fifty, ridin shotgun

If you can count your money, you ain't got none

And bitches beat they game tight

Baby, get the name right, see G. comin, like a train light

And niggas be don pretending

But I'm armed and bendin, so they can get the John Lennon

Hundred dollar gator players

Silk shirts and champagne, don't know a thing about the damn game

[Chorus]

[Sonsee]

My artistic creation, or decoration will set the nation

With AlphaStation of lyric lacin, for all occasions

Engagements and events, for big dollars and cents

Makin niggas past tense, it's consequence

All I see around me, makes up the place

But if you don't hold down your space, you quickly get erased

Don't waste, a thought, thinkin

I ain't gon' be bringin the guns that grants hole

To my body, dead and stinkin

Watch as I back draft, on the last glass, and trap crash

Catch the hash blast, when I puff the black wrath

Learn the tricks of the trade, to be self made

Those who slept, stay where they started and got played

[Chorus]