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Ayyo, here's the whole story, the whole true, "He's retarded"
Here's how my whole bullshit career started
Back in '88 it was about battle rappin' and shootin' guns off
at house parties, say "HO" (BANG! BANG!BANG!) ? before rhymin'
No complainin' , no money, no fame, still maintainin'
1991, now my whole career started bustin'
You see in on stage shows, guess the crowd jump in
Let the kids come on
Tommy Boy, Mercury, Priority wanted me
Russell Simmons, and 9 other record companies
Sendin limousines out to pick up my broke ass
Feedin' me stakes, buyin' me hookers, I hope that shit last
I was used to have no cash, I got gats
White trash, why they wanna sign my ass ?
'92 the whole industry was on my dick
I signed to Jive Records, and fucked up the whole shit

[Chorus]
You're a shinin' star
You're a superstar
Ooohhh..
Large star
But you gonna be large
You're a shinin' star
You're a superstar
Ooohhh..
Yeah, right

[Verse 2]
Now I'm stuck on a wack label
They say, "You see the way you behave
Now wonder why the label hate you"
They say "He's a beast, he's a creature
Keep him in the other room, don't let him see Aaliyah"
Banned from the building, I don't wanna see ?
"He just don't know how to play the game right
He could be large than life"
They try to turn the label caucasian
They signed me, Whitey Don and the Insane Clown Posse
And they signed the Backstreet Boys and Britney
It's a pop label, what the fuck they want with me
Forget R. Kelly, I' ma do that rippin' out your cunt shit
I flipped the fuck out and did some dumb shit
? looked at me, I got a gun shit
I ain't gonna give that commercial run hit
Instead I gave your label suck dick
Try to press charges against me
Suited me, blackballed me
My lawyer wouldn't even call me

[Chorus]
You're a shinin' star
You're a superstar
Ooohhh..
Large star
But you gonna be large
You're a shinin' star
You're a superstar
Ooohhh..
Large star

You're a shinin' star
You're a superstar
Ooohhh..
Large star
But you gonna be large
You're a shinin' star
You're a superstar
Ooohhh..
Yeah right

[Verse 3]
'95, I'm broke out the ass, no doe
Watchin' everybody else around me blow
Trackmasters, Mobb Deep, Keith Murray
Biggie and Puff, I'll admit it, I was jealous as fuck
I was so pathetic
No doe under ugly chick
With a no doe fetish, all my old hoes jetted
Went from hearin' "You're a star kid"
To hearin' "He ain't talented, he's garbage"
? shitty ? there's no market
'96, I got a gun now
I remember I was bout to kill Jeff Henster
Moved back in with pop duke
and my handicapped brothers and sisters, and we had no loot
That's when the Feds came by
And surrounded the house
They had automatic weapons, and was pullin' em out
And the moral of the story is
all that glamour and glitz shit (what?)
Fuck that shit, I don't need it

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EmilJohanssonn Sat 30 May 2009 03:56

fett oleg :-)

BaraTypViggo Sat 30 May 2009 03:57

I Know ;)<br />
R.A The Rugged Man e helt insane :P och Living Legends meeh (:<br />
<3

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August 2009