Текст песни Lauryn Hill - Superstar
Lauryn Hill - Superstar слова песни
Yo hip-hop, started out in the heartUh-huh, yoNow everybody tryin to chartSay what? Hip-Hop, started out in the heartYo, now everybody tryin to chartC`mon now baby c`mon now baby c`mon now baby c`mon, uhhC`mon now baby c`mon now baby c`mon now baby c`mon[singing]C`mon baby light my fireEverything you drop is so tiredMusic is supposed to inspireHow come we ain`t gettin no higher?Now tell me your philosophyon exactly what an artist should beShould they be someone with prosperityand no concept of reality?Now, who you know without any flaws?That lives above the spiritual laws?And does anything they feel just becausethere`s always someone there who`ll applaud?C`mon baby light my fireEverything you drop is so tiredMusic is supposed to inspireHow come we ain`t gettin no higher?I know you think that you`ve got it allAnd by making other people feel smallmakes you think you`re unable to fallBut when you do, who you gonna call?See what you give is just what you getI know it hasn`t hit you yet!Now I don`t mean to get you upsetBut every cause has an effect! Uh-huh!C`mon baby light my fireEverything you drop is so tiredMusic is supposed to inspireSo how come we ain`t gettin no higher?[rapping]I cross sands in distant lands, made plans with the sheiksWhy you beef with freaks as my album sales peak? UhhAll I wanted was to sell like five hundredand be a Ghetto Supastar since my first album _Blunted_I used to work at Foot Locker, they fired me and frontedor I quitted, now I spit it -- however do you want it!Now you get it, writing rhymes, in the Range, with the frameslightly tinted, then send it to your blcok to have my full namecemented (Lauryn Hill!) And if your lines sound like mineI`m taking a percentage (ka-ching!) Unprecedented, and still respectedwhen it`s finished, I`m serious, I`m takin over areas in AquariusRunnin red lights with my ten thousand chariotsJust as Christ was a Superstar, you stupid, StarThey hail you then nail you, no matter who you areThey`ll make you now then take you down, and make you face itIf you slit the bag open, put your pinky in it and taste itC`mon baby light my fireEverything you drop is so tiredMusic is supposed to inspireSo how come we ain`t gettin no higher?C`mon baby light my fireEverything you drop is so tiredMusic is supposed to inspireSo how come we ain`t gettin no higher?C`mon baby light my fireEverything you drop is so tiredMusic is supposed to inspireSo how come we ain`t gettin no higher?