s the way you look at me So keep looking at me I could just stare at you forever If forever you were staring at me If forever you were staring at me
's the way you look at me I could just stare at you forever If forever you were staring at me What do you see? I can't figure it out You're talking to
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s the way you look at me I could just stare at you forever If forever you were staring at me What do you see? I can't figure it out You're talking to
but only if you speak the language and the rest is comic view Star Trak, the movement, who you pay homage to? You don't want it with them boys, this I promice you, you
What would you write if you just put a little ice on And cut your mic on But you don't even write songs But Hollywood make you spit like a python I meant
trust me you don't wanna start problems the pound will make you Eddie Curry wit a heart problem So if you on the block wit only a few grams man then you
I'm I'ma great white on the mic, servin' fishscale Livin' life like I co-star with Denzel Hip-hop been my life since kids meals Lee jeans, label blocks
's a big-ass joke Playin' like kids, I think you want me to spank you Ninety-nine on the charts with a ship anchor on your ankle And if you niggaz don
, pop more pop, than Coca-Cola Next to Yoda I'm a Star at War, plus roller coaster I got my mind made up GURRRRL, come on and get it if you widdit troop
you think you don't know Yo man, I throw a 5 in the power Poppa wheely with the front end hittin speed bumps 40 miles per hour I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore Takin' change out the fountains at
a fuzzy white beard and big black boots He had a pack on his back and red caboose, now... check this out I tried to sleep, but my eyes wouldn't shut You
the masses, you tell the cops But if that street yappin made you famous, then you a star Star; hey, write down "star" Write down "star" on a piece of
addict Like you didn't experiment? Now now, that's when You start to stare at Who's in the mirror And see yourself As a kid again And you get embarrased
the hard rockin' kids that did it for the black With the Pumas on their feet and the Barmas on their back We learned and we earned it so you know you
don't wanna hear that You know what time it is, you know what time it is [Children] Uncle Mos? [Mos Def] Yeeesss? [Children] Would you read us a bedtime
