Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard
Man man, look at the sky
All the stars
Man the stars are beautiful tonight...look at them!
Chorus: Mya
Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Comin' from afar, reachin' 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...
Verse 1: Pras Michel
Uh, yeah, yo, yo
Some got hopes and dreams
We got ways and means
The supreme dreamteam
Always up with the scheme
From hubcaps to sellin' raps
Name your theme
I'mma rise to the top
Floatin' on this cream
Who the hell wanna stop me
I hated those who doubt me
A million Refugees with unlimited warranties
Black Ceasar, datin' top divas
Diplomat in Middle East, no time for a Visa
It just begun
I'mma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me
Somethin' like a pentagon
Strike with the forces of King Solomon
Lettin' bygone be bygone
And so on, and so on
I'mma teach these cats how to live in the ghetto
Keepin' it retro-spective from the get-go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
Politics with ghetto senators on the deal-o
Chorus
Verse 2: Ol' Dirty Bastard
One two, and you don't stop, yo!
My eyes are soar bein' a senator
Behind closed doors hittin' truth to the C floor
You rich don't know us, ignore
The tug of war while the kids who are poor
Open new and better drugstores
So I became hardcore
Couldn't take it no more
I'm gonna reveal everything
Change the law
I find myself walkin' the streets
Tryin' to find
What's really goin' on in the streets
Verse 3: Pras Michel
Yeah, yo, yo, yo...
Now every dog got his day, needless to say
When the chief away
That's when them cats wanna play
I told you, dance around you fools, like Casius Clay
Stretch my heater, make you do a part of beret
Kick your balls like Pele`
Think I'm doin' ballet
Peak like Dante
Broader than Broadway, get applause like a matador
Cry, yellin', olé!
Who the hell wanna see me, from B.K., to Cali?
Come on...uh!
Chorus
Verse 4: Pras Michel
Yeah... yo, yeah
Just when you thought it was safe in a common place
Showcase your finest and lose your bets on a horserace
Two face, kickin' 'n defaced out like Scarface
Slow your roll money, let me put on my screwface
Verse 5: Ol' Dirty Bastard
And I'm paranoid at the things I say
Wonderin' what's the penalty from day to day
I'm hangin out partyin' with girls that never die
The C.O.'s pickin' on the small frys
My campaign tellin' lies
I was just spreadin' my love
Didn't know my love
Was the one holdin' the gun in the glove
But it's all good as long as it's understood
It's all together now, in the hoooooooooooood......
Chorus
Pras Michel: All...Stars, yeah, yeah, yeah
Chorus
Ol' Dirty Bastard: Shake it baby!, shake it baby!
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