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letra de fallen star - scientifik

[verse 1]
ayo, waddup mr. star
we’ll make you see stars
cuz i can pop n-ggas like my n-ggas pop cars
i serve m-th-f-ckas like bars
since i don’t live in the sky
don’t cl-ssify me as a star
now i don’t give a f-ck, if a sucka duck was flattin em
he won’t be livin’ fat with a bullet from a gat in him
you just anotha sucka starin’ hard, b-tch
you f-ck around and try to step and catch a scar st-tch
i don’t look for beef, but when i look for beef
i take my car and park it in the mothaf-ckin’ meat market
you couldn’t throw blows if your mouth had arms
and couldn’t blow up if your -ss was a bomb
so what you did a couple shows on mtv raps, chap
unless you got a faster chance, just pickin up cat
cause i’m the real rapper, grabbin label people by the collar
then droppin m-th-f-ckas like the value of a dollar
if you don’t pump my sh-t, you can still get a hit
but not on the charts, put the bullet to ya heart
you’ll never find another brother true-r to the game
so, you’ll never see my name on the f-ckin walk of fame
i’m true to hip hop, but not the props, it’s a start
if you try to flip your drop, no matter who you are

[hook x2]
“no matter who you are, you’ll still catch a bullet scar”
any rapper try to front’ll be a fallen star

[verse 2]
your style is grotesque, but i’ll flow fresh, you be no test
you shouldn’t bother at your father cause he knows best
i think i burnt the back in 1989’s gap
two old-skool m-th-f-ckas still tryin’ to rhyme
it makes me wonder what has gotten pon your mind
i’m at the sup-er cup, while you’re coolin at the klein
ayo, i break you up just like a bag of pork rinds
the only reason i don’t eat you up; i don’t swine
i beat ya like sl1ck did a d-ck when doin time
if doug e. was your name, you couldn’t kick it wood rhymes
now how you think you could do a tour around the world?
when the only way the crowd yells “ho!”, is if they see your girl
you don’t impress me cause you’re messy like a jheri curl
you come up short like joe pesci and a midget girl
cause if you step, i’ll take you out just like a booger, chill
you get jerked, like if you just got signed to sugar hill
if any old-skool rapper feel he gettin jelly, h-ll
then we can do this sh-t like krs and melle mel
and it’s the one that write the source that they can tell he fell
i ain’t the boss, but never lost and now i’m very well
to conquer i, you must beat originality
i be the psi, gots the ill mentality
and if you wanna battle me, you’re gonna catch a scar
you’ll be a fallen star, no matter who you are

[hook x2]
“no matter who you are, you’ll still catch a bullet scar”
any rapper try to front’ll be a fallen star

[verse 3]
when i kick it to a jam, i ain’t packin’ on no block
cause i came to f-ckin’ rock, not see a brother shot
i got a g on my arm, i’m tokin’ on the bomb
tryna stayin’ out the door to start the rippin’ up the show, but
what do you know? there’s a sucka duck who wants to test
talkin’ about i “better p-ss the blunt or up the cess”
well i guess this is somethin’ kinda law that
when n-ggas make papes from tapes; they ain’t raw
well i guess the n-gga snore with the crack to the jaw
wasn’t kickin’ no rhyme, but his -ss on the floor
with like 20 n-ggas more, they get used for penicilin
cause we surely black-united when we illin’
no matter who you are

[hook x2]
“no matter who you are, you’ll still catch a bullet scar”
any rapper try to front’ll be a fallen star

- scientifik

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