cool mystique A boyish charm, a fine physique You have to work until you drop That's how you reach the top Are you quite sure you want to be famous? Famous
that you want me , look obsessed tryin to get me You want a ride home? ...they easy try to get me And even if you get me, are you sure u can handle me
, you should never been there in tha first place, fall, you got yo' curse today, hah Willin' die-hard nigga, wanna give up fakin nut devotion just do what you want
a mission Lies a bitch, Til you marry one. You Have a kid of two then You carry on Whether you work 9-5 or you Carry guns You only live once So make sure you
all of y'all who take a fucking L You think you're able to win? You better chill cause you never will, you ain't and you never been You can't faze me
, don't you know that this would be worse than Stephen King's Misery So clean all profanity, stealing all the man to be Rocking any microphone you're
. You either gonna be rich or famous fuckin wit me, probably both. If you happen to brush shoulders wit me by accident, play lotto, nine out of ten times you
dialing it.) Bert (sitting up): Ernie? Ernie, they probably already know about the blackout. Do you have any idea what time it is? Oh, never mind. Do what you want
'm here to do a show And if you forgot or do not then act like you know If you could see this wannabe I'm makin sure you're readin me Know of me knew
window, cut my head, show stopper I want a hundred fans, 200 teeny boppers I want police protection from 87 coppers I wanna go gold, even better platinum If you wanna be a star you
't wanna be where you are Cause I'm living like a fucking star I told you, I told you, I told you I would be famous baby You told me, you told me, you
it would fall on me So what? You're mad cause I don't want to talk? But you'd be even more pissed off if I told you what i really thought So just walk
lane I stay in Forever underrated, so now I'm Nicholas Cage-ing it Doing all about anything as long as you put my face in it Face it, I didn't want to be famous
surprise I don't want to be famous in life I don't want to be famous in the world I just want to be famous, famous I want to be famous in your heart
Most people are curious and wanna get dirt on The Centaur; I'm famous I walk around with no shirt on The easiest way would be for you to lie face down
you were pregnant and miserable All them fights we had that got physical Every time I sent you packin', pissed at you Like I ain't want to live with
little steelo, fine, you dug mine You want my digits? I'm with it You could ring me up whenever, whatever's clever Stroll your way, you know you want
on Freak, freak y'all Keep on {Thank you As you all know, you just can't believe Everything you see and hear, can you? Now if you will excuse me I must be
