Shinin... / Next Shit

Lyrics

Smif-N-Wessun ft. Buckshot - "Shinin… / Next Shit" [Emcee(s): Tek and Steele] [Producer(s): DJ Evil Dee and Mr. Walt] [Sample 1 (Drums): Graham Central Station - "The Jam" (4:25)] [Sample 2 (Hook/Riff): Roland Hanna Trio - "So You'll Know My Name" (0:01)] [Sample 3 (Hook/Riff): Weather Report - "Orange Lady" (0:00)] [Sample 4 (Drums): Power of Zeus - "The Sorcerer of Isis (The Ritual of the Mole)" (0:16)] [Hook/Additional Vocals: Buckshot] [Intro: Tek] Yeah, yeah, Duck Down in the house like this. We doing it like this, on the Bob Marley, blunted tip, you know what I'm saying? Ha, original crook style like this, that old next shit [Verse 1: Tek] "Blaka!" That's my alarm clock a-shot Emptied out the clip of a hooded kid's Glock Out on a mission for the green with his team Twisting up buds, puffing on blunts I need Always red-eyed with an evil, scheme in mind Pulling off things with his partners in crime, not A care in the world, he's seen plenty stiff bodies Running up in spots with the calico and shotties Lounging on his strip with his Timbs and his meth His right-hands span on his side to the left Never leave the joint without packing the burner Got the street smarts, either kill or be murdered. It's No relaxing, just taxing Stoned is the way of the walk when you're black, and Supporting habits is getting too hectic Gotta kick it with my son about some old next shit [Interlude 1: Phone Call] [Verse 2: Steele and Tek] Pressures be building in my mind sometimes in ways That have me counting the many reasons why crime pays I think about the hustling games. Should I maintain Or flip and just shift to the fast lane? We got a mob, but it takes dough to make bread (Shit!) We're working with cement, trying to make bricks Time to make a call and get on the ball Can't front, G, 'cause we won't be ones to take a fall Heads recognize me, so they might supply me But if they try me, that wouldn't surprise me But I and I keep eyes open for those who Lie scoping me, hoping we won't survive Whatever. We can do this for worse or for better Me and my Partner N Crime is going through this together So, knowing we can't avoid all snakes, we gon' do Whatever we gotta do to set this shit straight [Verse 3: Tek] And that's Word to my brethren madman. Give the left hand In response, say hello to my Timberland Rack emcees up, and I'll crack emcees up Pass the owl so I can twist these trees up Boot Camp Clik sick, so tie your loose lips Snooze while me and my crew do some next shit [Interlude 2: Phone Call] [Verse 4: Steele] Big up original crooks from the side of the earth Where you take all your stakes for what it's worth We represent the hearts of the criminalistic Flip, bitch, prepare to draw your biscuit Fucked up before? Shit, let's get with the now. Is you Down or is you just gon' lamp in the background? If so, let me know 'cause I gotta keep A steady flow, step to my biz like so when I show individuals skills on the battlefield Any man fi test, see, we out to kill 'Cause each and every soldier holds the name Of the Camp. Duke, trip on this trail, get trampled Another villain this clan just banned, dead We take the band and wrap around the head of An original dead boy down with the Devil Snooze as me and my crews move to the next level [Interlude 3: Buckshot] Yeah! One, two, three, one, two, three [Hook: Buckshot] Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk, yeah Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga Stoned is the way of the walk in New York Shit is real, so they pack steel Stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk, walk Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk, walk Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk, my nigga Stoned is the way of the walk In New York, shit is real So stoned is the way of the walk