Yeah yeah, uhh, uh-huh
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Brand Nubian, yeah yeah, check it
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Intro/Chorus:
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You don't have to drive a fancy car
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Just for you to be a shinin' star
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No matter who you are, no matter who you are
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Verse One: Grand Puba
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Uhh, now it started it off for me in apartment 6C
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Project style, ate government cheese for a while
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Pop Duke wasn't there cos he had to do a bid
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so momma love stuck with these bad ass kids
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She used to say keep your head up, always think positive
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and never be ashamed of who you are or where you live
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Teenage years I had to struggle doing that
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Shorty say "Don't talk to him, girlfriend, look where he live at
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Crib probably crawlin with roaches and rats
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plus cats be in his hallways with the drugs and the gats"
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I used to try and honeys used to walk on by
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Now I'm damn near 20 and still ain't got no ride
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Caught a record deal, now them same old chicks that used to walk on by
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go out their way to say hi
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But they gets none
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That's why I'm with the same girl from the same projects that I come from
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because.......
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Chorus (x2)
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Verse Two: Sadat X
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Well this is that time that you've waited for
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Three linked from what was said to be extinct
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You say take my weed-smellin ass home, I'm grown
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More thirst than if I swallowed sand bags
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Not fiending enough to go out and grab bags from women
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I swear if we don't hear this on the air
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I'll be down at the station
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Your broadcast from Monday has now been switched to no day
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With the class team that I'm with, we stay fit
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Just like the calm before the twister hit
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Brand Nubian name is gonna blister shit
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We raise the flags in three places
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employ black faces from midnight blacks to light tan
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Brand Nubian straight rate policy for the world
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For your little man, for your little girl, from Cheryl to Earl
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Watch how it all go down and unfurl
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Mark this print, I feel like we've all been sent
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It's more than gettin money and gettin bent
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(Word life, cos you're a shinin' star)
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No matter who you are, no matter who you are
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Chorus
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Brand Nubian cats spread
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Verse Three: Lord Jamar
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A four-letter word seldom heard amongst my nation
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Understandings highest elevation, the foundation
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of creation of motivation, in my family there's no relation
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They got us willing to be killing off our population, full-time occupation
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We need to turn it around like oscillation
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or watch it all burn to the ground from frustration
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Lord Jamar, I'ma show love to all my people who show
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To me that's how it's gotta be
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Peace to Prodigy and Mobb Deep
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God's working hard on the streets for the love of the peeps
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Niggas bring their ass in the clubs every week
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Walk right past the brothers and they can't speak
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All hands meet to shake, for Pete's sake
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Let's break the ice, life livin love, love livin life (Yeah)
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Chorus (x2)
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Shinin' Star
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Brand Nubian |