Star/Pointro

[40 seconds of instrumental to start]<br><br>[Black Thought]<br>Get `em up high - okay, yeah<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Go all-star, and get down for yours<br>To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours<br>You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course<br>High, lift `em up high, okay<br><br>[Black Thought]<br>When that adrenaline get in they system<br>It get `em out on a quest for stardom, could be a motherfuckin problem<br>in Philly, Cincinatti, Los Angeles or Harlem<br>Kids call theyself killers let they hammers do the talkin<br>Don`t even know the meaning of life, ain`t seen a thing<br>and you dream of floodin the scenery with, llello and greenery<br>But for now, you stickin her with the heavy machinery<br>Wonder how, you lift it up, be only 17<br>And like e`rybody he wanna shine, young brothers on the grind<br>Holdin somethin in they spine, "Bowling for Columbine"<br>Stressin to me how it`s all about a dollar sign<br>Dig the way you out of line, out of sight and out of mind<br>Up against the clock and damn near out of time<br>"The Tipping Point" has arrived, and that`s the bottom line<br>To all my peoples that`s stars, it`s our time to shine<br>Let`s get `em up high, c`mon<br><br>[Chorus] - 2X<br><br>[Black Thought]<br>Yo, ain`t it strange how the newspapers play with the language<br>I`m deprogrammin y`all with uncut slang shit<br>I know some peoples in the party armed and dangerous<br>Twist some cool champagne, I`m goin through changes<br>A grown-ass man, I done paid my dues<br>Learn the rules lil` homey, you could be one too<br>Niggaz know, ain`t no tellin what he gon` do<br>But recognize young bruh, I`ma do it for you<br>You know why? We all stars and we highly evolved<br>Hip-Hop, it`s not pop like Kylie Minogue<br>If it bang, them gettin-busy brothers probably involved<br>In the game, where e`rybody got a shottie to draw<br>I guess you probably a thug, you boss ballin or what?<br>I can`t call it man, I got the ladies fallin in love<br>Cause handsome, intelligent, tough - I`m all the above<br>I know you knew it it`s the movement<br>Groove to it while you doin it up<br><br>[Chorus] - 2X w/ minor variations<br><br>[Black Thought]<br>Introducin the band you gotta see to believe<br>He got the mic in his hand, so keep the heat up your sleeve<br>It`s Black Thought, he rockin sharp so the speakers`ll bleed<br>I run a triathalon, you wouldn`t see me fatigued<br>I`m a star, and maybe y`all should cop somethin to be<br>Or trade some of y`all equipment in for somethin you need<br>Cause it`s a, lot of bullshit floodin the scene<br>Where e`rybody`s a star, and hot shit is few and far between<br>We lose the grip of what, garbage mean<br>Shorties wanna be theyself, I know it`s hard to be<br>Don`t wanna do the Ruben Studdard and come off less threatenin<br>Keepin it real`ll kill you if you end up lettin it<br>Ain`t it blowin your mind how the game all in line<br>Now the best, to the rest, we fin` to end up settin it<br>I`d tell you that I was a veteran but it`s evident<br>You act like you want it, you gon` end up gettin it<br><br>[Chorus] - 3X w/ minor variations<br><br>"Everybody is a star.."<br><br>[echoes and fades into an instrumental that ends the song]