A Star is Born

[Intro: Streetlife]<br>Do this, do this damn thing, yo<br>Ohhhh, yeah, I waited a long time for this<br>Word, cock back that shit, yeah, greatness<br>Ohhhh, come on, come on, come on, come on<br>Come on, come on, come on, come on<br><br>[Streetlife]<br>This is rap bizarre, another star in the making<br>Took lot`s of patience, deep concentration<br>Sat back, analyze your M.C.`S mistakes and<br>Realize most of y`all rap cats is fakin`<br>Like y`all is serial killers, and ain`t murderin` nathan<br>Funk Flex, pump this, in heavy rotation<br>Place your bet, whose the next rap sensation?<br>Mobilize, regulate, a whole generation<br>Fuck what ya heard, this is Street Education<br>Pluckin` at your nerve, like a stab wound patient<br>I feed blatent, styles still flagrant<br>Catch me on Rap City, loungin` in the basement<br>Style, still gritty, double dart agent<br>I master the art, check my rap pages<br>They stab you in the back, who that? Smiling faces<br>That`s why, I carry the gat in foreign places<br><br>[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]<br>Rap bizarre, another star in the making (ohhhh)<br>Keep faking, get your seat taken (ohhhh)<br><br>[Carlton Fisk]<br>Yo, inhale this paraphanel`, dart from jail<br>It`s P.L.O., see me up north in your cell<br>Plug your cherry rich glock in hell, find your way out<br>Tunnel vision like we emburk, fight my way out<br>Niggaz can`t stop me, five seven seven tips probably<br>Serving me, enter my building lobby<br>Police recording me, yo, I got I.D.<br>So on point, pass you a holder with three felonies<br>Verrazano, horizontal move, first that gave him rules<br>Niggaz can`t fuck with P.L.O., for real<br>All that shit sound slick, but let`s be for real<br>You a faggot life nigga, that just caught a birth<br>I`m the raw suspect that`ll tuck your eighth<br>Pistol whip you in the face, make you crack the safe<br>Man, you can front all you want on cd`s and mixtapes<br>P.L.O. Style, niggaz had to earn they name<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Streetlife]<br>This is Shaolin, what? Niggaz grab your nuts<br>Strut, rock to, what I conduct<br>After this verse, I might self destruct<br>Short fuse, overheating, blow the fuck up<br>Where my ladies at? What up? Wanna fuck?<br>No disrespect, got a love jones for sluts<br>Big bag of dud, Deck, burn a Dutch<br>Fiends control your lust, look, but don`t touch<br>Still Wu, keep the God-U, tucked under the gut<br>Rap lust, my flow is spectaculaus<br>Niggaz doubt my skill, like I ain`t real enough<br>Fuck what you feel, that`s why you still baggin` up<br>It be those niggaz you know, that be actin` up<br>That`s why my attitude`s corrupt and don`t give a fuck<br>Fans rush the bus, to get star struck<br>I`m that same road, he`s just loungin` in cut<br><br>[Chorus 2X]<br><br>[Outro: Inspectah Deck (Streetlife)]<br>Word up, word up, Streetlife, Size/7<br>Get ya shit taken on the spot<br>Rebel I (word up, be on starter)<br>Wu-Tang, Killa Beez nigga (who request that?)<br>Forever (word up, ohhhhh)<br>Yo, pass that bone (you know how we do)<br>(Word up, Killa Hills, Shaolin, Shaolin, ohhhh)