Roots - Star/pointro lyrics
rate me[40 seconds of instrumental to start]<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
Get 'em up high - okay, yeah<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
Go all-star, and get down for yours<br />
To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours<br />
You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course<br />
High, lift 'em up high, okay<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
When that adrenaline get in they system<br />
It get 'em out on a quest for stardom, could be a motherfuckin problem<br />
In Philly, Cincinatti, Los Angeles or Harlem<br />
Kids call theyself killers let they hammers do the talkin<br />
Don't even know the meaning of life, ain't seen a thing<br />
And you dream of floodin the scenery with, llello and greenery<br />
But for now, you stickin her with the heavy machinery<br />
Wonder how, you lift it up, be only 17<br />
And like e'rybody he wanna shine, young brothers on the grind<br />
Holdin somethin in they spine, "Bowling for Columbine"<br />
Stressin to me how it's all about a dollar sign<br />
Dig the way you out of line, out of sight and out of mind<br />
Up against the clock and damn near out of time<br />
"The Tipping Point" has arrived, and that's the bottom line<br />
To all my peoples that's stars, it's our time to shine<br />
Let's get 'em up high, c'mon<br />
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[Chorus - 2X]<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
Yo, ain't it strange how the newspapers play with the language<br />
I'm deprogrammin y'all with uncut slang shit<br />
I know some peoples in the party armed and dangerous<br />
Twist some cool champagne, I'm goin through changes<br />
A grown-ass man, I done paid my dues<br />
Learn the rules lil' homey, you could be one too<br />
Niggaz know, ain't no tellin what he gon' do<br />
But recognize young bruh, I'ma do it for you<br />
You know why? We all stars and we highly evolved<br />
Hip-Hop, it's not pop like Kylie Minogue<br />
If it bang, them gettin-busy brothers probably involved<br />
In the game, where e'rybody got a shottie to draw<br />
I guess you probably a thug, you boss ballin or what?<br />
I can't call it man, I got the ladies fallin in love<br />
Cause handsome, intelligent, tough - I'm all the above<br />
I know you knew it it's the movement<br />
Groove to it while you doin it up<br />
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[Chorus - 2X w/ minor variations]<br />
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[Black Thought]<br />
Introducin the band you gotta see to believe<br />
He got the mic in his hand, so keep the heat up your sleeve<br />
It's Black Thought, he rockin sharp so the speakers'll bleed<br />
I run a triathalon, you wouldn't see me fatigued<br />
I'm a star, and maybe y'all should cop somethin to be<br />
Or trade some of y'all equipment in for somethin you need<br />
Cause it's a, lot of bullshit floodin the scene<br />
Where e'rybody's a star, and hot shit is few and far between<br />
We lose the grip of what, garbage mean<br />
Shorties wanna be theyself, I know it's hard to be<br />
Don't wanna do the Ruben Studdard and come off less threatenin<br />
Keepin it real'll kill you if you end up lettin it<br />
Ain't it blowin your mind how the game all in line<br />
Now the best, to the rest, we fin' to end up settin it<br />
I'd tell you that I was a veteran but it's evident<br />
You act like you want it, you gon' end up gettin it<br />
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[Chorus - 3X w/ minor variations]<br />
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"Everybody is a star.."<br />
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[echoes and fades into an instrumental that ends the song]
