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Letra actual de la canción
40 seconds of instrumental to start] <br /> <br />[Black Thought] <br />Get 'em up high - okay, yeah <br /> <br />[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 /> <br />[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 /> <br />[Chorus - 2X] <br /> <br />[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 /> <br />[Chorus - 2X w/ minor variations] <br /> <br />[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 /> <br />[Chorus - 3X w/ minor variations] <br /> <br />"Everybody is a star.." <br /> <br />[echoes and fades into an instrumental that ends the song]
Letra nueva de la canción
40 seconds of instrumental to start] <br /> <br />[Black Thought] <br />Get 'em up high - okay, yeah <br /> <br />[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 /> <br />[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 /> <br />[Chorus - 2X] <br /> <br />[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 /> <br />[Chorus - 2X w/ minor variations] <br /> <br />[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 /> <br />[Chorus - 3X w/ minor variations] <br /> <br />"Everybody is a star.." <br /> <br />[echoes and fades into an instrumental that ends the song]
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