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Come on baby, light my fire
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Everything you drop is so tired
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Music is supposed to inspire
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How come we ain't getting no higher?
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Now tell me your philosophy
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On exactly what an artist should be
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Should they be someone with prosperity
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And no concept of reality?
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Now, who you know without any flaws
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That lives above the spiritual laws
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And does anything they feel just because
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There's always someone there who'll applaud
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Come on baby, light my fire
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Everything you drop is so tired
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Music is supposed to inspire
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How come we ain't getting no higher?
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I know you think that you've got it all
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And by making other people feel small
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Makes you think you're unable to fall
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And when you do, who you gonna call?
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See, what you give is just what you get
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I know it hasn't hit you yet
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Now I don't mean to get you upset
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But every cause has an effect
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Come on baby, light my fire
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Everything you drop is so tired
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Music is supposed to inspire
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So, how come we're not getting no higher?
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I cross sands in distant lands, made plans with the sheiks
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Why you beef with freaks as my album sales peak?
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All I wanted was to sell like 500
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And be a ghetto superstar since my first album, Blunted
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I used to work at Foot Locker, they fired me and fronted
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Or I quitted, now I spit it - however do you want it?
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Now you get it!
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Writing rhymes my range with the frames slightly tinted
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Then send it to your block and have my full name cemented
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And if your rhymes sound like mine, I'm taking a percentage
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Unprecedented and still respected when it vintage
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I'm serious, I'm taking over areas in Aquarius
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Running red lights with my 10,000 chariots
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Just as Christ was a superstar, you stupid star
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They'll hail you then they'll nail you, no matter who you are
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They'll make you now then take you down
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And make you face it, if you slit the bag open
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and put your pinky in it, then taste it
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Come on baby, light my fire
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Everything you drop is so tired
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Music is supposed to inspire
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So, how come we ain't getting no higher
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(repeat to end)
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Superstar
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| Lauryn Hill |
