| But the star had quite a difficult time shining amongst all the other stars
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| The year was 1994 when the star began his decent
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| And continued falling. |
| and falling
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| Landing in an unknown place the star creates followers from underground
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| And the quest to shoot beyond the stars once again
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| The star begins in, Strangeland
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| Ground zero crowned hero,
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| But ain’t nobody ever heard the sound before I found me so competitive i
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| Never get the credit but get it when they was clownin lejo
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| Now we pro the brown people
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| Was on it for the moment but they frowned at me for
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| Layin what I was sayin didn’t sound negro now people round me low down when
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| The beat go
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| Never will I ever stop or quit what I’m doin I’m gettin better even cleverer
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| I can hit then I ruin every competitor we et em poppin shit I be chewin em
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| Up ahead of ya excetera
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| Speed band is comin for ya now he’s makin the industry sandwhich come enjoy
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| The flow with tech and the minasee damage gunnin boy ya know we shakin the
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| Finicky planet we’ve landed
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| We’ve landed, the stars have fallen from the heavens
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| Your thoughts will reign on this planet
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| The arts you paint on this canvas, your helpless
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| We’ve landed, the arms of fans have been branded
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| The god of 6's and 7's
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| Is the start of musical madness
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| We’ve landed
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| Shootin for the stars lootin for the cars who’s inducin pukin hootin for the
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| Bars
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| You get stupid groups of loosin juicin you for true but you recruit the
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| Youth ignore bizarre niggas
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| But ain’t nobody fuckin with any of our niggas
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| And if you trippin under the tecca there are millas
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| You don’t wanna fuck with the murderers gorrila war till the lord hit us
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| Scar nigga what?
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| Bitch I’m at the bottom and I’m comin to get at ya better get up in ya column
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| And I’m gonna diminish you when I spit I really gotta right in front of me
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| Timid, and I wanna present it
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| Cause I fought for everything I got it was not handed and nobody fed a
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| Nigga nothin when I was famished I’m bussin for life but not for nothin but
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| God damnit notice somethin beautiful just landed
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| We’ve landed, the stars have fallen from the heavens
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| Your thoughts will reign on this planet
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| The arts you paint on this canvas, your helpless
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| We’ve landed, the arms of fans have been branded
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| The god of 6's and 7's
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| Is the start of musical madness
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| We’ve landed
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| I land at six feet under six feet
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| But every other ordinary people cant sleep
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| The badness we had dished back in high school classes, ya dealin with three
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| Faces of madness
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| Never been average with the image of a savage at the very bottom I’m livin
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| Under the maggots
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| But I’m bout to shoot em and really wake up the masses gas it an blast it
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| Have the upper class breakin asses
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| Upper class rapper, suckers ass packers, rougher tougher mother fucker spaz
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| Backwards
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| Kcuf natas gutter mash slacker
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| Tecca ninas what there lads after
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| Everybody don’t wanna say what goes up
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| Better quit movin I know its bout to blow up
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| Thinkin when I hit the stars Ima slow up hold up
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| We’ve landed, the stars have fallen from the heavens
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| Your thoughts will reign on this planet
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| The arts you paint on this canvas, your helpless
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| We’ve landed, the arms of fans have been branded
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| The god of 6's and 7's
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| Is the start of musical madness
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| We’ve landed |