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The Aceflow Mixtape: 10. Superstar / High School

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Uploaded by on Jan 17, 2010

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The Aceflow Mixtape:

Acefire: Aceflow (Ketan Kapasi), Zzim (Stephen Palasi), & AK-47 (Akshay Goswami)

Track 10/13: High School
Instrumental: Superstar - Lupe Fiasco ft. Mathew Santos

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Im a star,
But Im super, make me a superstar
Dont have a car,


Another class passes, graduates from the casket
Of high school, and leaves it behind to shoot for the basket
And get away from all their trials of high school life
All for a diploma; now thats a hell of a price

Last night, they clinked ice
But now sit in their graduation seats
And pray,
That someday, their life becomes sweet


Because they realized the way theyve been living
Wont give them much to eat, nor will it see much past the streets

Then come the smart ones, the ones who cheat
All the way from breakfast, through class, and past lunch
Do it all the time, every class, every day till dusk,
Then forget what they learned right after brunch

But they still all stick to what people told them,
And that was to not deviate from staying on track
Problem is, they all just trail blaze the same old path
That everyone else follows, who dont dent, just scratch

On one end, conforming to the ways to pass the test
On the other, whoring every single chance they get
Its pretty sickening, if you stop and think about it
So much potential but it becomes wasted and clouded

Bless the tenacity of the ones who can see
The others still think that they cant be beat,
Or hope that what they worked for wont see defeat
Bless their audacity, they wont live in peace

And then we fall even further
To the people who smirk at being a hard-working learner
Some of them escape by playing with a ball in big halls
But the rest of them remain blind, and dont care for nightfall

I wonder what happens to them, and what with their lives
Their purpose doesnt seem to be much more than of mice
Eat, sleep, go to the club,
Fall in the streets, or fall in love

If you are what you say you are,
A superstar,
Step out of your car,
Start shooting for the stars
Because the time you lose,
Is the time you dont get back
Take your life apart,
But this time dont repair with nails and tacks
Put it back right
Go hard
Go far
So long




Now,
Schools half over
We all just wait for it to come full clover
And itll all be over
Lets just hope by then,
You know how to play red rover,
And not just a lawn mower

Right now, it seems so scary
All the time in front of us, it seems so hazy
Knowing it could pass in a flash like a 100 yard dash
To the finish line, speed it up, now youre too fast

And hope not to crash
Because once you do,
Youre done,
And every moment youll be surrounded by those whove won

Keep your head in the game,
Because once you take it out,
Its hard to get back in play,
Take it from me, the Fed GPA..haha



This is no senile rage,
This is simple truth, reason over craze
Infused with some tongue-twisting wordplay
But of course we all go back to Coldplay

But to help either the past, present, or the future,
You got to use the other two to be your own ruler
Only the other two can help the one you want to help
None of them will ever go and try to manifest themselves

Take it from me, instead of the little elf
That pops into your dreams every time you cry for help
Four years is a long time, especially with maturity
But you cant let yourself lose your grip on reality

And as another class goes, another comes in
Bright young faces dont know whats within
New outs, and new ins, low-cuts, and new trims
Never ending change until the very fin

Some are in zambonis, trying to write a story,
Others are just phonies, just eat James Coney
I love the innocent ones, the ones who still know
About a great Tiger, whose name is Tony

Little do they all know whats to come
People say high school is just middle school with more fun
Then a few weeks pass, and oh guess what?
A new worlds come upon them and theyre out of luck

Praise the ones that real, they have a steering wheel
Everyone else devolves into a banana peel
And into different cliques and tricks and other wits
And other worthless fashions and passions, all consumerist

If you are what you say you are,
A superstar,
Step out of your car,
Start shooting for the stars
Because the time you lose,
Is the time you dont get back
Take your life apart,
But this time dont repair with nails and tacks
Put it back right
Go hard
Go far
So long

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