Gonna make you a star Make you a star Make you a star Gonna make you a star You stare down at the emptiness You shake us from our poisonous Slumbering and stuttering So start
Well, the movie star, well, she crashed her car But everyone said she was beautiful even without her head Everyone said she was dangerous Well, the chief
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Someone please save us Save us from our wicked little selves We're bent on courageous, we're drifting So it's hard for me to tell I wanna make you mine
Passed out in your yard My clothes were soaking in the morning rain My head's just a bruise, like walking in a coma Like a battered drone All my limbs
never look sunny Black I'm tryin' to live, somethin' got to give But everyday's the same old runnin' from Popo Mom think I'm loco 'cause I sell crack
't complain about it I gotta keep my balance And just keep dancin on it We gettin funky on the scene Yeah you know about it Like a star on the screen
I used to know This life is not a prison, we are always free to go anytime Chinese stars, Chinese stars, Chinese stars My 'cuz had the rawest Chinese stars
have you left me What have I got Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot My homeboy got jacked, my mother's on crack My sister can't work '
pain an' sufferin That's why Ice-T and Daddy Nitro come wit the reality thing Nice this everytime star Man like Ice-T 'pon the ?? man Come in star, one
I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin' right Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star Nineteen
So player don't sleep The streets crawl with ill niggas on the block Goin' hand in hand, leanin' in and out of sedans Pumpin' crack dreams to crack
now I feed the rats crack [ ROUND 2: Bronx Style Bob ] Back and I'm statin the fact I know you're waitin for a rap To make you get up and start to clap
face Or you meet Boogie Down or Chuck D Stetsasonic or the Big Daddy And they ask you about the game you claim you got Drop science now, why not? You start
sky That I'm under Who gets money, remain fly Yeah, I wonder? Eyes flutter As love When Nas pops up Stars get starstruck Panties start drippin', the
Get your money, whip ya hair Executive branch blow my smoke like a player Yeah, in the club, yes, it cracks Cute little mama, but they stack with backs
