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Album: Miscellaneous (1998) Artists: Lauryn Hill Adam Lives In Theory All My Time Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You Can't Take My Eyes Off You Can't Take My Eyes Off You (bonus Track) Death Of Manolete * Doo Wop (That Thing) Doo Wop That Thing Every Ghetto, Every City Everything Is Everything Ex-Factor Ex-Factor Final Hour Forgive Them Father Freedom Time His eye is on the sparrow I Find it Hard to Say (Rebel) I Get Out I Gotta Find Peace Of Mind I Just Want You Around I Remember I Used To Love Him Interlude 1 Just Like Water Just Want You Around Lost Ones Mr. Intentional Mystery Of Iniquity Nothing Even Matters Oh Jerusalem Selah So Much Things To Say Superstar Tell Him The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill To Zion When It Hurts So Bad

Song: Superstar Artists: Lauryn Hill Favorite: Add Remove Lauryn Hill Miscellaneous Superstar Come on baby, light my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire How come we ain't getting 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 Come on baby, light my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire How come we ain't getting 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 And 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 Come on baby, light my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire So, how come we're not getting no higher? I cross sands in distant lands, made plans with the sheiks Why you beef with freaks as my album sales peak? All I wanted was to sell like 500 And be a ghetto superstar 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 my range with the frames slightly tinted Then send it to your block and have my full name cemented And if your rhymes sound like mine, I'm taking a percentage Unprecedented and still respected when it vintage I'm serious, I'm taking over areas in Aquarius Running red lights with my 10,000 chariots Just as Christ was a superstar, you stupid star They'll hail you then they'll 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 and put your pinky in it, then taste it Come on baby, light my fire Everything you drop is so tired Music is supposed to inspire So, how come we ain't getting no higher (repeat to end)

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