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(Intro) I was so turnt up off the interview I did with Nardwuar I took the records home that he gave me and made a beat out of it Matter of fact made a whole song Check it out Who are you? I am Brother Ali, sir Brother Ali, welcome to Vancouver Bridge Columbia Canada Thank you, I’ve been waiting all my life to make this happen (Hook) They say baby you’re not a star You’re too underground and too avangarde Can nobody tell you how hot you are When you’re chillin with motherfuckin Nardwuar (Verse) I’ve been around the world a couple times TSA know my name and then we cut the line I powder the skin, now could you please keep the back of your hand off my groind and my but this time My cellphone full of his holes Underground rappers, activists and weird hos Shot G Cornell, where’s the motto tack I go Lou base joint but I ain’t found him yet You let me tell you what I came about Letras de canciones10 years and my flame never faded out I, and I didn’t have to go the major route I dropped six joints, they all sold the same amount On 7 I was billboard 6-9 Same sales but I’m full for it this time So out the whole industry in the decline I didn’t have to dig rhymes, still sitting just fine (Hook) They say baby you’re not a star You’re too underground and too avangarde Can nobody tell you how hot you are When you’re chillin with motherfuckin Nardwuar (Verse) I’m on tour again hopping out the splinter van I’m drive and earn it just to keep you with the friends Hit the bass, see the muslims and visit them I got a lotta fam, that my man 50 gram Love the role, but I must admit I miss the fam Hit the miliac and just had to kiss the sand Rack 50 50 Zan Bruh so roaches so we be the diner plan On scallie, all my clothes all in the sand ESPN 50, man Al Bano never get a tan I hear the bandhead spin like a ceiling fan I calm down off me to some old sinner man Got my lady with me, tryna be a different man The ice blue ocean water got her in a trance Bout to get in there, none of yall prisoners I took a glance in the mirror and I did my dance (Hook) They say baby you’re not a star You’re too underground and too avangarde Can nobody tell you how hot you are When you’re chillin with motherfuckin Nardwuar (Verse) Run from trashy to hashtag pimp classy My most lucrative years I was the least happy On first tour, man BK were comin up We had to sleep on the floor and spend a hundred bucks Every audience we saw tried to front no nerds Had to shut em all up, and it was fun as fuck 9 days, it’s like shoppin with the trendy team I’m tryin to find a happy medium, that’s what I mean Voice all rasby The big magazines no longer halla at me Protest and arrest song in my rap sheet Home man security, security 5 that’s my clan name Beautiful women always been attracted to him Off the fact of music, now let’s do him So when they lift they shirt over they ribs It’s not to show me their tits Bet you could proof that I spit and got it tatted to em (Hook x2) They say baby you’re not a star You’re too underground and too avangarde Can nobody tell you how hot you are When you’re chillin with motherfuckin Nardwuar From Letras Mania