lirik lagu streetlife – a star is born
(feat. carlton fisk, inspectah deck)
[intro: streetlife]
do this, do this d-mn thing, yo
ohhhh, yeah, i waited a long time for this
word, c-ck back that sh-t, yeah, greatness
ohhhh, come on, come on, come on, come on
come on, come on, come on, come on
[streetlife]
this is rap bizarre, another star in the making
took lot’s of patience, deep concentration
sat back, -n-lyze your m.c.’s mistakes and
realize most of y’all rap cats is fakin’
like y’all is serial killers, and ain’t murderin’ nathan
funk flex, pump this, in heavy rotation
place your bet, whose the next rap sensation?
mobilize, regulate, a whole generation
f-ck what ya heard, this is street education
pluckin’ at your nerve, like a stab wound patient
i feed blatent, styles still flagrant
catch me on rap city, loungin’ in the bas-m-nt
style, still gritty, double dart agent
i master the art, check my rap pages
they stab you in the back, who that? smiling faces
that’s why, i carry the gat in foreign places
[chorus: inspectah deck]
rap bizarre, another star in the making (ohhhh)
keep faking, get your seat taken (ohhhh)
[carlton fisk]
yo, inhale this paraphanel’, dart from jail
it’s p.l.o., see me up north in your cell
plug your cherry rich glock in h-ll, find your way out
tunnel vision like we emburk, fight my way out
n-gg-z can’t stop me, five seven seven tips probably
serving me, enter my building lobby
police recording me, yo, i got i.d.
so on point, p-ss you a holder with three felonies
verrazano, horizontal move, first that gave him rules
n-gg-z can’t f-ck with p.l.o., for real
all that sh-t sound slick, but let’s be for real
you a f-ggot life n-gg-, that just caught a birth
i’m the raw suspect that’ll tuck your eighth
pistol whip you in the face, make you crack the safe
man, you can front all you want on cd’s and mixtapes
p.l.o. style, n-gg-z had to earn they name
[chorus]
[streetlife]
this is shaolin, what? n-gg-z grab your nuts
strut, rock to, what i conduct
after this verse, i might self destruct
short fuse, overheating, blow the f-ck up
where my ladies at? what up? wanna f-ck?
no disrespect, got a love jones for sl-ts
big bag of dud, deck, burn a dutch
fiends control your l-st, look, but don’t touch
still wu, keep the god-u, tucked under the gut
rap l-st, my flow is spectaculaus
n-gg-z doubt my skill, like i ain’t real enough
f-ck what you feel, that’s why you still baggin’ up
it be those n-gg-z you know, that be actin’ up
that’s why my att-tude’s corrupt and don’t give a f-ck
fans rush the bus, to get star struck
i’m that same road, he’s just loungin’ in cut
[chorus x2]
[outro: inspectah deck (streetlife)]
word up, word up, streetlife, size/7
get ya sh-t taken on the spot
rebel i (word up, be on starter)
wu-tang, killa beez n-gg- (who request that?)
forever (word up, ohhhhh)
yo, p-ss that bone (you know how we do)
(word up, killa hills, shaolin, shaolin, ohhhh)
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