[VERSE 1- Frankie Screamz]
I'm too real for Hollywood
Done talking to you shrimps, Now you all just getting cooked
I'm street smart, I don't need to play by the book
Spit hot, and from the heart, So any spot could be getting took
In Hollywood, Dreams die I ain't letting mine
Hollywood, Full of lies I see it in their eyes
Some scared to leave, I swear they all got too much pride
Hollywood, With or without you I'ma be a star- HA!
But I don't do this for the camera's
I'm just tryna fix the damage
Tell me who the f** hears me?
My fans are my award, Yea so f** a grammy- WOO!
I make songs about the struggle
The ones who never dealt with that usually the ones puzzled - YEA!
Usually the ones hating, I'm Satan on this mic every show its hell I'm raising
I go guns blazing, Electrify these mortals I go raiden
I'm kicking down doors I'm tired of waiting, No patience
They try to erase me, But I resurrect like I'm Jason
Just follow my steps, I'll lead you to greatness
I'm the face of the faceless
Got faith for the faithless
I gotta get it on my own yo
'Til I'm in a throne, In a robe, and around my neck is full of gold yo
(Hook)
I don't want to be another face with a blank stare and a mic stand
I can't stand these no pa**ion, Flash in the pans
I gotta make this clear
I'm nothing like 'em so there is nothing to compare
(Surj)
They find you, Two time you
Say you're the best they've ever seen
You should of never trusted Hollywood
[Jungles- Verse 2]
I wanna email you my dreams what's the address so I could paint you the scene
Open my heart and give it to you to read
Hope you believe in it as much as me
Luckily for me I wasn't born naive
People rarely see what you see suits worn by thieves
With tricks up their sleeves frontin' like their friendship's free
I'm from the opposite of Hollywood that PVD
And with these e-y-e's
Learned me a thing or three
Those thoughts of changing me are ill conceived boy
Refuse to be another one of them decoys
Lost they're humanity
Tryna be toys
The bullsh** will have your head spinning like a B-boy
Ain't sh** fair
The reverse is all paint there
They made it clear
I'm outnumbered by the fakes in here
Its such an ordeal
Tryna get a deal
Nothing's ideal
And everything's surreal
Can't contain how i feel
Your cigarettes won't do sh** for my stress
At the fork in the road
You went right
I went left
Ima listen to myself and say f** the rest
(Hook)
I don't want to be another face with a blank stare and a mic stand
I can't stand these no pa**ion, Flash in the pans
I gotta make this clear
I'm nothing like 'em so there is nothing to compare
(Surj)
They find you, Two time you
Say you're the best they've ever seen
You should of never trusted Hollywood