Superstarr Part Zero

Subtext Today, in the year 2002, the cultural artform called HIP HOP has been Desecrated by false profits and ergonomics. It's all very strange: Emcees want to be rockstars, and rockstars want to be emcees Obviously, we're all posing Just like blues, jazz, and other African musical tradition, HIP HOP Has been diluted and presented to the mainstream as a vehicle for Money, fame, and power. Everybody wants a piece, taking but never Giving anything back to the culture This video is dedicated to HIP HOP, as a voice for those who are Physically and psychologically oppressed. Lo and behold, the Universal Law of Cause and Effect is swift and true, and those Who have manipulated will reap what they sow. Still, at this Time the state of HIP HOP is enough to make an emcee go crazy Here is a Story of one who did Intro Yo the year is 2002 It's the end of the jiggy era People on the planet Earth are tired In an effort to aid a great shipment millions of bodies incarnate (GET UP!) To rock mic's Complex, this hip hop alchemy When I was a kid I watched Electric Company Now I'm all grown living life to the bone New tone, spaceship take me home Back to the seventh sun the seventh one When I drop patience, Kheaven's done This eloquent vernacular is black enough To bring a change to Dracula Uh, I'm hitting them with synonym adrenaline Then I send em up into the kingdom of the heavens A matter of time before this rhyme Infiltrates the bloodstream into the mind Of a man living a life in Babylonia I'm lonely as she went to California Frisco, hypno's, get clothes Crystals, taking it back to the raw rap Flavor Flav (You, you blind baby. You're blind from the fact.. oh yeah cause you're Watching that garbage!) (Chorus) x2 Ooh I love this girl She's a superstar You can change the world You're a superstar Okay, here we go. Verse two Yo, I got lyrical shots aimin at T. Dot Telling me that you are, when you know that you're not Uptown, chilling at the corner store Thinking, "Why the hell do I front, I'm hardcore" Like Castro, master flows pass the golden links Whatever you think its all old, you get it? Whatever the cost I will not floss Emcees actin a boss they all get tossed Off the plank Hold the dank I don't burn I got a lot to say but really lots to learn Turn, baby you're just not concerned Whatever earned, thinking of the most high earned I flip with this some hit, some miss Don't get fooled by lyrical ventriloquist the twist Most flee I'm Krishnaji Come back to flip rap Do it to crowd; make 'em clap Superstar, superstar, superstar (Chorus) x2 Ooh I love this girl She's a superstar You can't change the world You're a superstar (Get up! Get up! Come on!)