| Come on babylight my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire How come we ain t getting no higher? Now tell me your philosophy On exactly what an artist should be Should they be someone with prosperity And no concept of reality? Nowwho you know without any flaws That lives above the spiritual laws And does anything they feel just because There s always someone there who ll applaud Come on babylight my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire How come we ain t getting no higher? I know you think that you ve got it all And by making other people feel small Makes you think you re unable to fall And when you dowho you gonna call? Seewhat you give is just what you get I know it hasn t hit you yet Now I don t mean to get you upset But every cause has an effect Come on babylight my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire Sohow come we re not getting no higher? I cross sands in distant landsmade plans with the sheiks Why you beef with freaks as my album sales peak? All I wanted was to sell like 500 And be a ghetto superstar since my first albumBlunted I used to work at Foot Lockerthey fired me and fronted Or I quittednow I spit it - however do you want it? Now you get it! Writing rhymes my range with the frames slightly tinted Then send it to your block and have my full name cemented And if your rhymes sound like mineI m taking a percentage Unprecedented and still respected when it vintage I m seriousI m taking over areas in Aquarius Running red lights with my 10000 chariots Just as Christ was a superstaryou stupid star They ll hail you then they ll nail youno matter who you are They ll make you now then take you down And make you face itif you slit the bag open and put your pinky in itthen taste it Come on babylight my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire Sohow come we ain t getting no higher [repeat to end] |
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