Be Nice - Murs, The Grouch, Thees Handz

When I see your light, I light

I wanna here you laugh

I’ve been on this path a while

When I do what’s right, I’m right, god gave me that

So I’m grateful, I wanna thank you

My reflection, imma stay full

I wanna treat my brother like a brother

Even when he shows his vice

Motherfucka be nice

Play nice, that’s nice, we nice

Motherfucka be nice

Play nice, that’s nice, we nice

(Murs) You ever smile at motherfucka

And they don’t smile back and you like

‘Who the fucka-'

What’s wrong with you?

I took a deep breathe and wrote this song for you

I know you’re going through your struggle, scared to let anyone up inside your

bubble

I buried a parent, I buried a kid, so when I say this, I’m speaking from

experience

Whatever it is, it’s never that serious to have you walkin' around with your

face all furious

You woke up today, and for a million motherfucka it went the other way

Everyday is a chance to be reborn, there’s still Taco Bell and there’s free porn

There’s always something you can smile about, whatchu lookin' for a reason to

start wildin' out?

I’m really sorry that you had a bad day, lookin' like someome used your mouth

as an ashtray

Cheer up Charlie, you Negative Nelly, I hope someone paint a rainbow on your

belly, be nice

Motherfucka be nice

Play nice, that’s nice, we nice

Motherfucka be nice

Play nice, that’s nice, we nice

(Murs) When I see you smile, I smile

When I see your light, I light

I wanna here you laugh

I been on this path a while

When I do what’s right, I’m right, god gave me that

So I’m grateful, I wanna thank you

My reflection, and imma stay full

I wanna treat my brother like a brother

Even when he shows his vice

Motherfucka be nice

(The Grouch) I had a bucket full of lemons had to paint ‘em gold

You learn your lessons on the daily when you gettin' grown

Yellin' ‘Fuck it', but my mother raised me to care, Oakland Cali yeah we gotta

lot of pride there

Lotta love, lotta funk, lotta soul inside I wanna share what I got cause it’s

cold at night

When he hungry and he homeless, it don’t feel fair.

Come back 20 years and he

still there

I gave a couple dollars, but I’m not rich, not in dollars homie though my

spirit is

So we shoot to shit, shit shot, hit the booth with this, hip hop

Thoughts clearer now, you my mirror now, where the depth at?

Trace my steps back

(Brad) Come on!

Yeah!

I can see you shinin'!

Whoo!

I can see the light!

Whoo!

I can see you glowin' on the inside

Yeah!

You can see mine

I shine, you shine, come on!

(The Grouch/Murs) When I see you smile, I smile

When I see your light, I light

I wanna here you laugh

I been on this path a while

When I do what’s right, I’m right, god gave me that

So I’m grateful, I wanna thank you

My reflection, imma stay full

I wanna treat my brother like a brother

Even when he shows his vice

Motherfucka be nice

Play nice, that’s nice, we nice

Motherfucka be nice

Play nice, that’s nice, we nice

(Brad) I shine, you shine, come on!