Star/pointro Lyrics - The Tipping Point - The Roots

Get 'em up high, okay, yeah 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, lift 'em up high, okay 

When that adrenaline get in they system 

It get 'em out on a quest for stardom 

Could be a motherfuckin' problem in Philly 

Cincinatti, Los Angeles or Harlem 

Kids call theyself killers let they hammers do the talkin' 

Don't even know the meaning of life, ain't seen a thing 

And you dream of floodin' the scenery with, llello and greenery 

But for now, you stickin' her with the heavy machinery 

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Wonder how, you lift it up, be only 17 

And like e'rybody he wanna shine, young brothers on the grind 

Holdin' somethin' in they spine, "Bowling for Columbine" 

Stressin' to me how it's all about a dollar sign 

Dig the way you out of line, out of sight and out of mind 

Up against the clock and damn near out of time 

"The Tipping Point" has arrived, and that's the bottom line 

To all my peoples that's stars, it's our time to shine 

Let's get 'em up high, c'mon 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, lift 'em up high, okay 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, lift 'em up high, okay 

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Yo, ain't it strange how the newspapers play with the language? 

I'm deprogrammin' y'all with uncut slang shit 

I know some peoples in the party armed and dangerous 

Twist some cool champagne, I'm goin' through changes 

A grown-ass man, I done paid my dues 

Learn the rules lil' homey, you could be one too 

Niggaz know, ain't no tellin' what he gon' do 

But recognize young bruh, I'ma do it for you 

You know why? We all stars and we highly evolved 

Hip-Hop, it's not pop like Kylie Minogue 

If it bang, them gettin' busy brothers probably involved 

In the game, where everybody got a shottie to draw 

I guess you probably a thug, you boss ballin' or what? 

I can't call it man, I got the ladies fallin' in love 

'Cause handsome, intelligent, tough, I'm all the above 

I know you knew it it's the movement, groove to it while you doin' it up 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, get 'em up high, c'mon 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, get 'em up high, c'mon 

Introducin' the band you gotta see to believe 

He got the mic in his hand, so keep the heat up your sleeve 

It's Black Thought, he rockin' sharp so the speakers'll bleed 

I run a triathalon, you wouldn't see me fatigued 

I'm a star, and maybe y'all should cop somethin' to be 

Or trade some of y'all equipment in for somethin' you need 

'Cause it's a, lot of bullshit floodin' the scene 

Where everybody's a star, and hot shit is few and far between 

We lose the grip of what, garbage mean 

Shorties wanna be theyself, I know it's hard to be 

Don't wanna do the Ruben Studdard and come off less threatenin' 

Keepin' it real'll kill you if you end up lettin' it 

Ain't it blowin' your mind how the game all in line 

Now the best, to the rest, we fin' to end up settin' it 

I'd tell you that I was a veteran but it's evident 

You act like you want it, you gon' end up gettin' it 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, lift 'em up high, c'mon 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, get 'em up high, okay 

Go all-star, and get down for yours 

Young ladies in the house, be proud of yours 

You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course 

High, uh-huh high, c'mon 

Everybody is a star, everybody is a star 

Everybody wants to shine, till the sun [Incomprehensible] 

Everybody is a star, everybody is a star 

I love you for who you are, every bit of you's a falling star 

Everybody is a star, everybody is a star 

Everybody wants to shine