Sunz Of Man, EARTH, Wind, Fire, Ol’ Dirty Bastard - Shining Star lyrics

I'm the Eddie Kane of the Wu Tang
Osiris with the fire extinguisher slang
Maintain this paradise on this earth
With the shut-the-fuck-up style for what
The shit is worth
Watch a nigga catch a purse
Superhero niggas die
Do my dirt, get away and multiply

I'm yo' entrepeneur, wisdom sharpshooter
Dark colour
The black sire, smack fire out of Goliath
My heart desire: speak truth till I inspire
The clever writer, live wire, never retire
The child teacher, loud speaker, earth seeker
The wind blower, to the seas, I'm like Noah
You're a shining star, no matter who you are
Shining bright to see what you can truly be

Uh, ayo
This masterpiece be exclusive and fascinating
Street knowledge education
Teach the seeds, son, no procrastinatin'
Ghetto learnin', graduatin'
Blessed be the ones with
Patience from the ancient
God bless the child that could hold his own
Little shorties, don't trust a soul
It's all globe control
Earth, Wind & Fire, Sunz of Man and Wyclef
We connect like we Nynex
To bring the intellect
We teach both sex, Brooklyn to Tibet
Male or female: who
Follow footsteps incorrect?

I'm a shining star
Beam of light from out far
Hit's like these would burn
Holes through our reservoir
Espionage, let it be known who take charge
Come hard when we underground like camouflage
Keep it bizarre
Mainstream for the young teens
Though, if it don't
Be for Clarence the Thirteenth

Escapin' the ghetto using the bass
Tempo and treble
In the streets, we carry heavy metal
Roll with the Devil
Yo, son, life is reality, reality is life
People livin' trif'
The world filled with strife
The gods livin' right in this act
Too many lack black on black crime, no vest
Another victim laid to rest

It's been a long time to be certain
Sunz of Man Mahdees of wall searchin'
The heat is perkin', Earth
Wind & Fire burnin'
Sensation, yearnin' and learnin' situation
Wyclef: platinum hit's, beast nation
It's what your life could truly be:
Anticipation

When I was young, I taught how to produce
The science of babies gettin' loose
I turn white boys to Springsteens, Bruce
Black to school, to the Chinese I gave brews
I can't help it if my style is foggy
Worst to boogie get ya high on my patio or
Come to see me movie
Girls, they walking on my dirt
I'm all in ya ear
I'll make your life plain, call Herc
Love potion

To all my shining stars from here, to LA
To Mars
Growin' up in the ghetto where times is hard
No matter where ya are, you a child of God
Born as a king, not a slave for jobs
It's much more to life then to drink in bars
Large bank accounts and these fancy cars
Little King Tuts
They schemin' when they lust
They get handcuffed for diamond ring cuts