Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
Ground floor started with the heart of an artist, and the mind of a scholar and the drive of a baller
Studying the game I could pick apart the music, they all wanna rap not everyone could do it
This talent with the pen I think I'm destined to use it
It comes all together like Nike I do it
Till the paper come hither and im stapled in the game
I'll be a fly young fella with a mean pen game
Oh the irony, Im focused but the flow is insane
I been grindin all my life nigga can you say the same
I wanna mutherf*ckin "Ball" like Lavar was my name
Till i mutherf*ckin fall like a star in the game cause
Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
This how it goes, got ten toes they on the land
Nine lives, you pussy cats run while you can
Eight days a week, man i work like a Mexican
Cause seven nights a week all id eat is tin of spam
Six figures that sound appealing to this man
Got five fingers for pleasing women
And touching bands
Need four whores thats thicker than
Strawberry jam
Then 3 more to make me feel like a lucky man
Too hot for the two spot like a cayenne
I'm the one you can call me Mr. Anderson
Cause zero f*cks are given and you cannot find a damn in him
Ain't no negative ones in the circle of a champion
Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
Dame Ellis - Rap Star (Intro) Lyrics
Dame Ellis - Rap Star (Intro) Lyrics
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Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
Ground floor started with the heart of an artist, and the mind of a scholar and the drive of a baller
Studying the game I could pick apart the music, they all wanna rap not everyone could do it
This talent with the pen I think I'm destined to use it
It comes all together like Nike I do it
Till the paper come hither and im stapled in the game
I'll be a fly young fella with a mean pen game
Oh the irony, Im focused but the flow is insane
I been grindin all my life nigga can you say the same
I wanna mutherf*ckin "Ball" like Lavar was my name
Till i mutherf*ckin fall like a star in the game cause
Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
This how it goes, got ten toes they on the land
Nine lives, you pussy cats run while you can
Eight days a week, man i work like a Mexican
Cause seven nights a week all id eat is tin of spam
Six figures that sound appealing to this man
Got five fingers for pleasing women
And touching bands
Need four whores thats thicker than
Strawberry jam
Then 3 more to make me feel like a lucky man
Too hot for the two spot like a cayenne
I'm the one you can call me Mr. Anderson
Cause zero f*cks are given and you cannot find a damn in him
Ain't no negative ones in the circle of a champion
Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
Ground floor started with the heart of an artist, and the mind of a scholar and the drive of a baller
Studying the game I could pick apart the music, they all wanna rap not everyone could do it
This talent with the pen I think I'm destined to use it
It comes all together like Nike I do it
Till the paper come hither and im stapled in the game
I'll be a fly young fella with a mean pen game
Oh the irony, Im focused but the flow is insane
I been grindin all my life nigga can you say the same
I wanna mutherf*ckin "Ball" like Lavar was my name
Till i mutherf*ckin fall like a star in the game cause
Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
This how it goes, got ten toes they on the land
Nine lives, you pussy cats run while you can
Eight days a week, man i work like a Mexican
Cause seven nights a week all id eat is tin of spam
Six figures that sound appealing to this man
Got five fingers for pleasing women
And touching bands
Need four whores thats thicker than
Strawberry jam
Then 3 more to make me feel like a lucky man
Too hot for the two spot like a cayenne
I'm the one you can call me Mr. Anderson
Cause zero f*cks are given and you cannot find a damn in him
Ain't no negative ones in the circle of a champion
Everybody wanna be a rap star
See everybody wanna drive fast cars
And everybody want the money, and the women
And the fame, and the winnings, but won't make it that far
Cause they not in the background plotting like Jafar
And the motive isn't coming from the heart
See everybody want the chains and the fans
And the gains, and the brand but do you know who are
Writer: Damon Ellis
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