Intro

Uhh

Royal Fam

Phil A-De

*clears throat* Loosen up

Uhh, yeah

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, I’m gonna let it shine, I’m gonna let it shine

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, I’m gonna let it shine, uhh

Verse 1

Product of August ’88

To American Immigrants

West African, West Indian

Different from inner city kids

Grew up in Suburbia, firming the Christianity

Followed the 10 Commandments, we had to see church on Saturday

I swear I was the worst, was singing solos in church

Then rapping 'bout bad bitches and lighting spliffs in the verse

I had the gift from my birth, but was always scared to use it

If the music wasn’t gospel then mom and papa would lose it, but

Low and behold, 10 years after pop died

I fell in love, me and hip hop locked eyes

And niggas looked at me funny like they was cock-eyed

Bet when they look at the money they gon’ cop right

But nah, ain’t nothin’ given or handed though

Laziness got the antidote, moving swifter than antelope

And I quote what my nigga Stan told me in ’09

Man, you doing something right, you got the light now let it shine

Chorus

Yeah, this light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine

Yeah, this light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine, cause

We living’ in a crazy world, but I’m still me

Now put your lighters in the air if you feel me

This light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine

Verse 2

It was like, “Ehh, he ain’t good enough”

Good enough looking hood enough

Yeah he got some records but half I don’t think he put enough

Opinionated niggas hating, they don’t see my foot enough

Surrounded by these fools and high school bitches I should have fucked

Who couldn’t envision the situations I been in

Seen niggas get bitten

Worked jobs that were dead end

Moved to Maryland in ’03, and couldn’t fit in

Now you can’t show me a spot that I can’t get in

I remember I was rocking Reeboks, thought I was killing ‘em

’Til the all black Barkleys had dropped, ooh I was feeling ‘em

So did them young’ns too, so easy as 1 and 2

I switched up the swag and my burners lifted a ton or two

Just another trouble, just tried to avoid the snickering

When niggas didn’t like me ‘cause I was Nike illiterate

Now a nigga killing shit, if you don’t feel him, fine

Future Albright, like Madeleine you have to let him shine

Chorus

Yeah, this light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine

Yeah, this light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine, cause

We living’ in a crazy world, but I’m still me

Now put your lighters in the air if you feel me

This light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine

Verse 3

Uhh, love me or hate me, I been this way since a baby

From JV and to the letterman, gentleman you see now

Please, (shay?), maybe but lately I’ve had to save me from changing

Into the artist who’s constantly (doobie dow?)

That ain’t my style, sometimes I wyle out a mile out

And barely got a yard like a townhouse

They told me wait for my time, it’s now

Now let me see your phones and your lighters in the crowd

Chorus

Yeah, this light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine

Yeah, this light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine, cause

We living’ in a crazy world, but I’m still me

Now put your lighters in the air if you feel me

This light of mine, I promise you’ll never find, so I, I let it shine, I, I let it shine