Correction Paroles STAR par Ihaksi

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I'm here to run this game all day
I'm an alien, I feel like a star
I'm feeling like a star, O'Shea
Like I came from Mars
(Ihaksi)
You know I'ma star, came from mars on a spaceship, ou
Oh, you want bars? This sh*t ain't hard
I be spitting so raw, like I laced it, ou
This sh*t gon sound different than my last one
But I ain't on fake sh*t, ou (Not f**kin' with the fake sh*t)
Never on fake sh*t, ou (Not f**kin' with the fake sh*t)

(Yeah)
I’m with the murder team, murder beats
Killing these verses, put you all in hearses
Is these words hurting?
God I hope so
Hope you felt something on "Weight of the World One"
This sh*t is not a game, and I'm not having fun, b*t*h I'm broke
I'm here to make you f**kers feel sum', no joke
I'm here to spit raw, like the cane, like the sugar in coke
And I'm here to p*ss you off, and let everybody know

I'm here to run this game all day
I'm feeling like a star, O’Shea
I'm feeling like I gotta' make everybody pay
I feel like LT on caine, I feel like ET from space
I'm an alien I feel like a star
Like I came from mars
(Ihaksi)

You know I'ma star, came from mars on a spaceship, ou
Oh, you want bars? This sh*t ain't hard
I be spitting so raw, like I laced it, ou
This sh*t gon sound different from my last one
But I ain't on fake sh*t, ou
Never on fake sh*t, ou

(Yeah, let's get it goin')
You could thank my momma for this music
Alotta' cats rap, but I was born to do it
Alotta' motherf**kers just stupid
I'ma put them in the doghouse, Snoopy
They stay, making music with no soul
I wrote so, crazy
The bars they never came hard, you can’t play me
You can’t say: "He"
“He ain't dope, he ain't a goat, and I ain't feel the sh*t that he spoke”
b*t*h please
These hoes say that, hear a song, then I got em' on they knees
I'm the best emcee, you ever gon' see
I'm a star and shoot like Curry with a three
b*t*h I’m on fire like, Hades
That’s a yes, no "No's", no f**kin' maybes
You know that I been crazy
Since the first day I heard Shady
Eminem and Lil Wayne made me (So you know)

Call me: "Big Rich, the Ice-Man"
Bobby Drake, and
The murderer might plan
To kill you on a white sand beach
You know you motherf**kers gon' six feet deep
Double twenty-two's out, motherf**kers gon' freeze
Who woulda' thought the "Ice-Man" could pack heat
Rap sheet longer than, Kuklinski (Huh)
I'ma tell you right now: don’t ever play with me, cause (Yeah)
(Ihaksi)

I'm an alien I feel like a star

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