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"[Intro: Fan - talking] (Yo, I love your shit man!) (Halfpipe's the shit bitch!) (Yes, I love it!) [Verse 1: Classified] Yeah, I'm a hip hop star (yeah), I stay on the grind You think that I fail? (nah), I'm takin my time I'm on your TV (yeah), I'm on your radio (yeah) On your call the station kid but get no commercial play though (uh uh) Love your videos (right), no high rotation But seen me all day on your much vibe station (oh) I got young kids tryin to get to know me Signin autographs, while I'm out gettin groceries Regular cat, mow my own lawn Wife get excited when Oprah is on I never had spinners (nah), not your average thug cat But got rusted hubcaps that match with my mud flaps People laughin, expect somethin else Starin at me funny, like "don't your albums sell? " Shit I'm gettin by, I'm doin somethin right I love the life I lead, 'cause there ain't nothin like Bein a hip hop star [Chorus 1: Classified w/ ad libs] A hip hop star? Yeah, a hip hop star Yo, a hip hop star? Canadian hip hop star Yeah, it's real simple Make yourself a rhyme or video and a demo You're a hip hop star A hip hop star? Yeah, a hip hop star Yo, a hip hop star? Another hip hop star It don't mean nothin I'm puttin in the work, tryin to turn it into somethin [Verse 2: Classified] Now I've been rockin for a minute (yep), still ain't got no plan yet Never flew first class, we stand by on canned jet Ain't got a gold card and never had an AmEx I got a student Visa and shit I'm a damn vet I've spent years stayin here to get my hands wet This whole game's more disgustin than man sex Take an underground poll - how many independent records has your town Sold? Tell me, have you found gold? I could of got a record deal if I brown nosed (yep) Shit, I'd be rich if I's paid for my downloads Stealin from me, it make me feel sick But that's the way it goes with the things you deal with When you a hip hop star [Chorus 2: Classified] A hip hop star? Yeah, a hip hop star Yo, a hip hop star? Canadian hip hop star Yeah, it's real simple Make yourself a rhyme or video and this demo You're a hip hop star The shows, the bitches, the gold, the riches It's not what you think! The tours, the bling, the whores, the rings The platinum, the actin It's not what you think! (It's not what you think...) [Verse 3: Classified] I know you gettin mad 'cause I call myself a hip hop star (yep) You ain't ever heard a hick talk hard (nope) Or you pissed 'cause I drive a little shit box car Disappointed, feel like you were ripped off hard I know this one girl on tour (uh huh), who thought I was well known (right) Then she laughed her fuckin head off when she saw my cell phone Is that what I'm judged on, a bad first impression? (No, I can't take your picture, I can barely get reception!) Music industry isn't what you see on TV (nope) It's clone tryin to be Jay-Z but that ain't easy You people ain't stupid, so don't fall for it They make a livin off of garbage, 'cause we support it You fuckin hip hop stars [Break: Classified - talking] Keep your hands up Let's get this goin Yeah, now without any doubt if we in the house, say hell yeah (HELL YEAH!) Yeah, I'm a hip hop star [Chorus 1] [Outro: Classified - talking] You want to be a rapper You want to be a hip hop star It ain't all what it's cracked up to be "
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