're a star, blocks on fire, you're a star) Robbing blue collar, killing for a dollar (You're a star, yeah rob them blue collars, you're a star) Youths
you're a star) Robbing blue collar (you're a star) (yeah rob them blue collars) Killing for a dollar (you're a star) Youths get tired (you're a star) (
say in the night I'm a warrior, take my hand! Let me lead you to the promised land I'm a warrior, take my hand! I'm a soldier under his command Then
, M.O.P. "I don't claim to be" The Blueprint 2 is on it's way "Noooooooooo philosopher" I know y'all hear my footsteps out there, I'm comin "But I sure
Game] I don't hate Mobb Deep or M.O.P That was a phase I was caught up in the beef like a rat in a maze And my legacy will never be that of a hater Lyrical
dead bodies In Eden leading seeping And I don't wanna rock the pump But I doubt it if I have ta pop the trunk I'ma get 'em when they thinking they miss
man died I didn't even cry Melted on the inside Now I'm becomin like a runner Sweatin like a plumber My heart started poundin like thunder Yo am I ready
cowards soundin' soft when you sing But I'm as angry as a motherfucker caught in the bing It's awful to bing but I'm a warrior and standin' tall And I
I cannot see eye to eye So therefore we cannot relate I'm here when I make myself crystal clear You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in Zaire Tussle
Snuff the punk, I'm getting tired of you chump Bass in your face You'll get a taste of P.O.D. Funk When I say punk or chump I don't mean you Talkin
