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« Ghetto supastar (that is what you are) »
Mýa

O’Dirty Bastard
Man, look at the sky
All the stars man, the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at ’em

{Refrain: Mya}
Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Coming’ from afar, reaching’ 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
Some got, hopes and dreams
We got, ways and mean
The supreme dream team always up with the scheme
From hub caps to selling’ raps, name your theme
My rise to the top, floating’ on this cream
Who than hell want to stop me, I hated those who doubt me
A million refugees with unlimited warranties
Black Cease, dating’ top divas
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a visa
I just begun, I’m shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me something’ like a pentagon
Strike with the forces of King Solomon
Letting’ bygone be bygone and so on and so on
I’m teach these cats, how to live in the ghetto
Keeping’ it retro-specie from the get go
Lay low; let my mind shine like a halo
P-p-politic with ghetto senators on the d-low

{au Refrain}

O’ Dirty Bastard
My eyes is sore, been’ the senator
Behind closed doors hitting’ truths to the seafloor
The rich don’t know, ignore, this 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’m reveal everything’ change the law
I find myself, walking’ the streets
Trying’ to find what’s really going’ on in these streets

Pras
Now every dog got his day, needless to say
When the chief away, that’s when them cats want to play
I told you, messing’ around you fools like Cassius Clay
Stretch my heater make you do pass de bourses
Kick your balls like Peel, pick em doing’ ballet
Peak like Dante, broader than Broadway
Get applaud like a mandatory, cry yelling’ ole
Who than hell want to see me, from O.K. to Cal?

{au Refrain}

Pras
Just when you thought it was safe in a common place
Showcase you’re finest is losing fast in the horse race
Two face, getting’ defaced out, like Scar face
Throw your roll money let me put on my screw face

O’ Dirty Bastard
And I’m paranoid at the things I say
Wondering’ what’s the penalty from day to day
I’m hanging’ out, partying with girls that never die
See I was picking’ on the small fries, my campaign telling lies
I was just spreading’ my love didn’t know my love
Was the one holding’ the gun and the glove
But it’s all good as long as it’s understood
Let’s all together now, in the hood

{au Refrain}

Pras
All stars

{au Refrain}