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Look
I'm balls out, bars out of control
You get writer's block
I write about the blocks that I know
Hit the stage and rip a mic, like wherever I go
Supply my rider with the contract or get no show
Bush is a nigga that can get signed
I took the indie route and still get wined and dined
I'm a regular in Vegas, leave crowds in amazement
And anything I do with my crew is outrageous
Bottle service, straight V.I.P.
With my nigga Rockadile, everything is for free
But if you want a 16, I'ma charge you a fee
'Cause the best things in life is what Alumni brings
I don't wear a tall tee, bro, I been did that
Film festivals and touring, nigga, where you been at?
I got enough fame
Far from broke and got enough change
And mad hoes
Ask Pinky, I get nothing but brain
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
Look
You rap dumb shit, nigga, I don't really care
Don't get smacked like a drumstick on the snare
Get zapped, I'm strapped like electric chairs
Truth be told, I'm the answer like questionnaires
Chicks stare and every female blushes
We pop shells and bare arms, just like crutches
Yeah, you can tell who the freshest
Kel more hotter than corduroys in Texas
Infested, with them sick bars, I'm impressive
I'm fresher
I got that white girl, like Ke$ha
Yeah, it's a rap star's life
And the law tryin'a violate a rap star's rights
Pop bottles all night, that's the motto all night
I ain't worried 'bout tomorrow, I'ma ball all night
Women lookin' for me like it's Waldo's life
'Cause I'm nice and got stripes, like I'm Waldo, right?
See, it's a new year
You see the new gear
Someone pass me a glass
So we can do cheers
We in the club and you shoutin' all in my ear
You sucka mothaf*cka, get outta here
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
Man, f*ck hip-hop
I'm not a motherf*ckin' rap star
I don't have a f*cking thing in common with these half-'tards
Swagger, swag, swag, swagger, swagger, swag, huh?
Take your f*cking wack bars
Shove 'em up your ass, raw
I'm f*cking punk rock in concert
When I smash y'all, trash halls
Venues angry at me, get it - mad bars
Prhyme Suspect, I smash laws and glass jaws
We roll deep
You'll think you're standing in a flashmob
Got it, asswad?
Your wack ass can't touch us
'Cause when I spit, my shit is felt
Like I crap out Muppets
And we gon' pass out buckets
Rappers are that disgusted
We're like a cancer in your stomach
But you'll have to love us
'Cause we some bad motherf*ckers
Kiddies, ask your mothers
The A's back, Prhyme Suspect and his bastard brothers
Biggest dicks on the planet
Grab the Magnum rubbers
So, when the shit gets bad
At least you'll have your asses covered
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
Peep the fly shit
M.I.G. epitomize timeless
Put you in retirement and you ain't even signed yet
The time is mine, yes
Divine, the mind set
The rhymes are nice and I ain't in my prime yet
I'll probably never get a chance to reach my apex
Like a nympho who can't cum in the midst of great sex
Add a couple more O's to that paycheck
Ever seen a neanderthal go completely ape shit?
Nah, puto, you don't wanna see that
You better gimme that stack
Or I'll be forced to react
In a manner that you're not really accustomed to
And f*ck that other crew you rock with
They soft like baby food
So don't make me do something
With this thing that's aimed at you
Or go with the mitts and start maiming you
It gets worse from here
The man you know to fear
Is the same dude puttin' a f*cking end to your career
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
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Look
I'm balls out, bars out of control
You get writer's block
I write about the blocks that I know
Hit the stage and rip a mic, like wherever I go
Supply my rider with the contract or get no show
Bush is a nigga that can get signed
I took the indie route and still get wined and dined
I'm a regular in Vegas, leave crowds in amazement
And anything I do with my crew is outrageous
Bottle service, straight V.I.P.
With my nigga Rockadile, everything is for free
But if you want a 16, I'ma charge you a fee
'Cause the best things in life is what Alumni brings
I don't wear a tall tee, bro, I been did that
Film festivals and touring, nigga, where you been at?
I got enough fame
Far from broke and got enough change
And mad hoes
Ask Pinky, I get nothing but brain
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
Look
You rap dumb shit, nigga, I don't really care
Don't get smacked like a drumstick on the snare
Get zapped, I'm strapped like electric chairs
Truth be told, I'm the answer like questionnaires
Chicks stare and every female blushes
We pop shells and bare arms, just like crutches
Yeah, you can tell who the freshest
Kel more hotter than corduroys in Texas
Infested, with them sick bars, I'm impressive
I'm fresher
I got that white girl, like Ke$ha
Yeah, it's a rap star's life
And the law tryin'a violate a rap star's rights
Pop bottles all night, that's the motto all night
I ain't worried 'bout tomorrow, I'ma ball all night
Women lookin' for me like it's Waldo's life
'Cause I'm nice and got stripes, like I'm Waldo, right?
See, it's a new year
You see the new gear
Someone pass me a glass
So we can do cheers
We in the club and you shoutin' all in my ear
You sucka mothaf*cka, get outta here
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
Man, f*ck hip-hop
I'm not a motherf*ckin' rap star
I don't have a f*cking thing in common with these half-'tards
Swagger, swag, swag, swagger, swagger, swag, huh?
Take your f*cking wack bars
Shove 'em up your ass, raw
I'm f*cking punk rock in concert
When I smash y'all, trash halls
Venues angry at me, get it - mad bars
Prhyme Suspect, I smash laws and glass jaws
We roll deep
You'll think you're standing in a flashmob
Got it, asswad?
Your wack ass can't touch us
'Cause when I spit, my shit is felt
Like I crap out Muppets
And we gon' pass out buckets
Rappers are that disgusted
We're like a cancer in your stomach
But you'll have to love us
'Cause we some bad motherf*ckers
Kiddies, ask your mothers
The A's back, Prhyme Suspect and his bastard brothers
Biggest dicks on the planet
Grab the Magnum rubbers
So, when the shit gets bad
At least you'll have your asses covered
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
Peep the fly shit
M.I.G. epitomize timeless
Put you in retirement and you ain't even signed yet
The time is mine, yes
Divine, the mind set
The rhymes are nice and I ain't in my prime yet
I'll probably never get a chance to reach my apex
Like a nympho who can't cum in the midst of great sex
Add a couple more O's to that paycheck
Ever seen a neanderthal go completely ape shit?
Nah, puto, you don't wanna see that
You better gimme that stack
Or I'll be forced to react
In a manner that you're not really accustomed to
And f*ck that other crew you rock with
They soft like baby food
So don't make me do something
With this thing that's aimed at you
Or go with the mitts and start maiming you
It gets worse from here
The man you know to fear
Is the same dude puttin' a f*cking end to your career
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
Look, ma, I'm a mu'f*ckin' rap star
Everywhere I go, I'm accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain't gotta say it, I'm your favorite, 'cause I'm that raw
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
You see the hustle, right?
You see the struggle, right?
Stardom, applaud 'em, you love it, right?
It's the f*ckin' life
Fast cars and a couple bad broads
And we all livin' for the night
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Writer: Brian Bush, Kellyn Crawley, Kevin Jacobson, Miguel Cervantes
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