Ladies and gentleman: welcome
To the newest edition of what you've been missing
Low Budget presents: in conjunction with Half Tooth Records
Kenn Starr: Starr Status
Yeh man, this Southern boy done [?] came a long way
All the way from South 7th Street to here
Yeh man, I ain't even gotta tell you it's been a long time comin'
I'm chilled when I'm relaxing, killing when I'm rapping
Low budget lieutenant that's iller than your captain
Matter of fact: now that I'm finishing mixing the track in [?]
Got it mastered and all manufactured the package
Run to thе store to snatch it, grab the wrapper and crack it
It'd probably takе a minute detaching the plastic
Check for scratches on the back on the compact disc
Look at the track list: the ingredients of a classic
Immediately back with a collection of rap hits
I'm destined for nothing less than perfection, and that's it
The fact is that time waits for no man
So I grind like teenage couples that slow dance
We may cuddle and hold hands but I'm married to my music
Aside, romance: there's no chance
I'm focused. What I write be burning my fingers like I tried
Smoking a whole spliff with no roach clip
Arrived up with my whole clique it's so dope
And my time is coming up so quick we won't notice
Alert challengers and opponents: I'm here now
Making hits like circular calendars, year round
My [?] sound's unraveling, holding it down from Maryland
Cuz niggas reppin' M.D. now sound embarrassing
So I'm [?] holding the torch. I came a long way
From writing flows on the porch to doing shows in New York
So I'm supposed to do more [?], because of where I was from
A place where they say Slim, Champ, Luva, and Yung
Joe Bama and some hold hammers and guns
44 leave your foes froze, can't even run
Transplant to the south slum (Suffolk City, of course)
V to the A, streets I was raised, gritty and raw
But I'm the same cat you seen with a laid back demeanor
That couldn't care less about your Maybach or Beamer
You can floss to death if the cost is that
If you think I lost a step, you just lost your bet
Every once in a while my hand is forced, so don't let
Talking reckless be the reason you lost your rep
Cuz I'm the type to put your boss [?] in check
This is no longer a hobby, kid. Got Jones [?] endorsed the check
Whether you're free, downloaded, or purchased for beats, flow, or the verses
(Starr Status) please know that's it's worth it
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