Literature
When you're famous...
Your brain is just stumped
Your heart can't pump, while temporarily your legs won't jump
Life just stops.[1].[2]. then there's silence waitin' for your veins to pop
Seems like everybody is out to get you down
Like all they want to see is your naked frown
Don't just stop there, hands to the ground
You want to make it BIG? Then just stick around.
Who am I you ask, you say, sittin' around gamin' all day
With a rap so smooth your mind is just blown
But your lookin' at the unknown king, with a song of his own.
Alot of rappers today don't know how to play the game
They make up garbage, then just give it a name
To me it sounds all the sa