| Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
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| One two, one two
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| (Is inside of meeeee)
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| One two, one two
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| Uh, uh, uh
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| Nod ya head, if you want clap ya hands to it
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| It’s just music, you feel like it dance to it
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| Uh, uh, come on
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| (*echo*)
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| Name of this record right here is called Star Inside
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| Shout to Dub B on the beat
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| Let’s go
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| If you feel like I feel it’s all love, what up?
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| Now throw ya motherfuckin fingers in the air, (oh), yeah
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| Mr. On Fact, here to do it like on fact, this ain’t about rap
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| If you ain’t come to feel good, we gonna do it without you
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| Too low, turn the music louder, yeah
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| Turn the music loud in here
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| You understand that what y’all about to hear
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| Feelin myself, homie what?
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| See I’m a leader, won’t show me up
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| Nah, see they won’t slow me down, won’t slow me up
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| Sky’s the limit, 'til I die and I’m in it
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| But that’s not the case tonight
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| Pop a case tonight
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| Like whatever you want do, it’s okay tonight
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| See cause all of that salt we gon' shake tonight
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| Now bring the break aight
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| — w/ ad libs
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| I’m just tryin to be me
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| Cause there’s only one me
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| Strip away materials and seriously
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| These things don’t make me
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| Nothin can break me
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| I shine because a star is inside of me
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| (Suzy Q)
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| I write Mood Muzik, know a lot of you ain’t used to
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| Jot my life on wax, I’m puttin you through it
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| No lies, it’s all truth to it
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| Do the music cause it’s (inside of me)
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| Fans wanted the real, I went and gave it to 'em
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| I’m not a street nigga, nah just relate to 'em
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| I just relay through 'em
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| Show the way to 'em, never fake to 'em, that ain’t (inside of me)
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| Don’t be afraid, show the World who you are
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| Go and show the World you a star
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| Reach to the stars, go ahead show the World that it’s ours
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| And then the World’ll know that it’s (inside of me)
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| 40 acres and a mule to, 40 K’s on the Mueller
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| See I’m just thinkin of ways to get my dudes up
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| They use to say we was losers
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| I beg to differ, that ain’t me, now
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| — w/ ad libs
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| Give it to 'em Joe
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| Give it to 'em Joe
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| Give it to 'em Joe
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| (You got it)
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| (Suzy Q)
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| They say if you don’t stand for nothin, you’ll fall for anything
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| Cause of that there, I see the whole game on the ground
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| Watchin what works, we all chasin a hit
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| Instead of takin a risk, so we changin our sound now
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| Now we all chase jewels, big trucks and income
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| All that and then some, chase whatever trend come
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| At least 'til the trend’s done
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| But that don’t change within none
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| And I’m not sayin to not have a Benz son
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| Rings that shiny, whatever things' timely
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| Those things help to unwind me
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| But naw those things don’t help define me
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| Aim at the basics, aim you can make it
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| Cause even when the whole game seems tainted
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| I’m a star without the chains and the bracelets
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| Cause that fly shit is (inside of me)
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| — w/ ad libs
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| A glow is comin from my heart
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| Open yours and find a star
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| (Hey!) …
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| (Hey!)
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| (*echo*)
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| Shout to my nigga NYCEO
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| Mixtapehype.com
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| Can’t forget my nigga D.C., Central Station
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| Out in Long Island
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| DJ On Point, Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3 |