Album Name

The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill

Artist

Lauryn Hill

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

1998.08.25

Release Agency

Sony Music

Superstar - Lauryn Hill
Yo hip hop
started out in the heart
Uh huh yo
Now everybody tryin to chart
Say what Hip Hop
started out in the heart
Yo now everybody tryin to chart
C'mon now baby c'mon now baby
c'mon now baby c'mon uhh
C'mon now baby c'mon now baby
c'mon now baby c'mon
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
How come we ain't gettin no higher
Now tell me your philosophy
on exactly what an artist should be
Should they be someone
with prosperity
and no concept of reality
Now who you know without any flaws
That lives above the spiritual laws
And does anything they feel
just because
there's always someone
there who'll applaud
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
How come we ain't gettin no higher
I know you think
that you've got it all
And by making other people
feel small
makes you think
you're unable to fall
But when you do
who you gonna call
See what you give is
just what you get
I know it hasn't hit you yet
Now I don't mean to get you upset
But every cause has an effect Uh huh
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher
I cross sands in distant lands
made plans with the sheiks
Why you beef with freaks as
my album sales peak Uhh
All I wanted was to sell
like five hundred
and be a Ghetto Supastar since
my first album Blunted
I used to work at Foot Locker
they fired me and fronted
or I quitted now I spit it
however do you want it
Now you get it writing rhymes
in the Range
with the frames lightly tinted
then send it to your blcok to
have my full name cemented
And if your lines sound like mine
I'm taking a percentage
Unprecedented and still respected
when it's finished I'm serious
I'm takin over areas in Aquarius
Runnin red lights with my ten
thousand chariots
Just as Christ was a Superstar
you stupid Star
They hail you then nail you
no matter who you are
They'll make you now then
take you down and make you face it
If you slit the bag open
put your pinky in it and taste it
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher
C'mon baby light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So how come we ain't gettin no higher