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Get em up high, okay, yeah Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift em up high, okay
When that adrenaline get in they system It get em out on a quest for stardom, could be a motherfuckin problem In Philly, Cincinatti, Los Angeles or Harlem Kids call theyself killers let they hammers do the talkin Dont even know the meaning of life, aint seen a thing And you dream of floodin the scenery with, llello and greenery But for now, you stickin her with the heavy machinery Wonder how, you lift it up, be only 17 And like erybody he wanna shine, young brothers on the grind Holdin somethin in they spine, Bowling for Columbine Stressin to me how its all about a dollar sign Dig the way you out of line, out of sight and out of mind Up against the clock and damn near out of time The Tipping Point has arrived, and thats the bottom line To all my peoples thats stars, its our time to shine Lets get em up high, cmon
Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift em up high, okay Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift em up high, okay
Yo, aint it strange how the newspapers play with the language Im deprogrammin yall with uncut slang shit I know some peoples in the party armed and dangerous Twist some cool champagne, Im goin through changes A grown-ass man, I done paid my dues Learn the rules, lil homey, you could be one, too Niggaz know, aint no tellin what he gon do But recognize, young bruh, Ima do it for you You know why? We all stars and we highly evolved Hip-Hop, its not pop like Kylie Minogue If it bang, them gettin-busy brothers probably involved In the game, where erybody got a shottie to draw I guess you probably a thug, you boss ballin or what? I cant call it, man, I got the ladies fallin in love Cause handsome, intelligent, tough, Im all the above I know you knew it its the movement Groove to it while you doin it up
Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift em up high, cmon Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew the sound of course High, lift em up high, cmon
Introducin the band you gotta see to believe He got the mic in his hand, so keep the heat up your sleeve Its Black Thought, he rockin sharp so the speakersll bleed I run a triathalon, you wouldnt see me fatigued Im a star, and maybe yall should cop somethin to be Or trade some of yall equipment in for somethin you need Cause its a lot of bullshit floodin the scene Where erybodys a star, and hot shit is few and far between We lose the grip of what garbage mean Shorties wanna be theyself, I know its hard to be Dont wanna do the Ruben Studdard and come off less threatenin Keepin it realll kill you if you end up lettin it Aint it blowin your mind how the game all in line Now the best, to the rest, we fin to end up settin it Id tell you that I was a veteran, but its evident You act like you want it, you gon end up gettin it
Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift em up high, cmon Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew the sound of course High, lift em up high, ok Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift em up high, cmon
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