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Pras Michel Miscellaneous Ghetto Supastar (that Is What You Are) Ghetto Supastar (That Is What You Are) Pras Michel featuring Ol' Dirty Bastard & Mya Album: Bulworth (The Soundtrack) [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Man, man look up at the sky All the stars man, the stars look beautiful tonight Look at em! Chorus: Mya Ghetto superstar, that is what you are Comin' from afar, reachin' for the stars Run away with me, to another place We can rely on each other, uh-huh From one corner to another, uh-huh [Pras] Uh, yeah, yo, yo Some got hopes and dreams, we got, ways and means The supreme dream team, always up with the schemes From hubcaps to sellin' raps, name your theme My rise to the top, floatin' on this cream Who the hell wanna stop me, I hated those who doubt me A million refugees with unlimited warranties Black Caesar, dating top skeezers Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one Got five sides to me, somethin' like a pentagon Strike with the forces of King Solomon Lettin' bygones be bygones and so on and so on I'ma teach this cat, how to live in the ghetto Keepin' it retro-spective from the get-go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo P-Politic with ghetto senators on the deelow Chorus [Ol' Dirty Bastard] One two, and you don't stop, yo My eyes are sore, bein' a senator Behind closed doors hittin' truth to the seafloor The rich go north ignore, the tug of war While the kids are poor, open new and better drug stores So, I became hardcore, couldn't take it no more I'ma reveal EVERYTHING, change the law I find myself, walkin' the streets Tryin' to find what's really goin' on in the streets [Pras] Yea, yo, yo, yo Now every dog got his day, needless to say When the chief away, that's when them cats want to play I told you, mess around with fools like Cassius Clay Stretch my heater make you do a pas de bourree Kick your balls like Pele, pick em doin' ballet Peak like Dante, broader than Broadway Get applause like a matador, cry yellin' !Ole! Who the hell wanna' save me, from B.K., to Cali Come on Chorus [Pras] Yeah...yo, yeah Just when you thought it was safe in a common place Showcase your finest is losin' fast in the horse race Two faced, gettin' defaced, out like Scarface Throw your roll money, let me put on my screwface [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Well I'm paranoid at the things I said Wonderin' what's the penalty from day to day, I'm hangin' out Partyin' with girls that never die, you see I was Pickin' on the small fries, my campaign tellin' lies Was just spreadin' my love, didn't know my love Was the one holdin' the gun and the glove But it's all good as long as it's understood It's all together now, in the hooooooooooooooooooooooooooood Chorus [Pras] Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh Yeah All stars, yeah yeah yeah Chorus [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Sing it baby, sing it babyeeeeeeeeeeeeee To another, aheoehahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeahhhh, heeee, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh From: "Rick Thompson" |
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