Wafeek - Internet Celebrity lyrics

*Rhymed over 'Incredible' by Mickey Factz [Verse One]: I am the light, can't keep the moth off me Burned by the fire, Wafeek, the god zombie Leader of the living dead army The coolest n***a what? History died we don't give a flying inverted f** He was murdered and we promised, to never snitch I can't since like Rihanna Digital video is critical now I get around like Politico's Pamela Brown The camera captures the visuals to channel the sound Bunch of Net Root n***as with the nappiest style Need a champion Mindset is outta control From the home of the haters, big shout out to ? If you wanna be famous, baby this is what ya do I'll send your a** to Hell for a Pitchfork review If they like ya then you're cool, if they don't then you're screwed That depends on the kind of n***a that they're in the mood for They love a drug dealer n***a unless they need A hipster n***a to give 'em a little levity Rick Ross is a cop so I'mma let him be But Spank Rock is an internet celebrity Kim Kardash, an internet celebrity Stacey Dash, that woman is heavenly Tila Tequila, an internet celebrity I wanna be an internet celebrity Momma I made it I'mma be the greatest On cypher space where e'rybody's famous Where they give me my respect But an 'internet celebrity' is an oxymoron like 'politically correct' Never see what you get with these women on world wide web, Photoshoppin' they pics They pretend to be perfect, get lost in the abyss And the internet will turn ya and alter ya sh** It's a Tony Montana or Hanna Montana Either way ya go you're makin' old folks panic Cause they know it's euthanasia, the youth invasion of the U.S.A We the future baby Word to Mickey had to come with the Factz Name droppin' like The Game, Ca**ie f**in' for tracks on the cheap I'm Citizen Kane, a lyricist's reign has come/cum Cause she givin' me brain, I live in her face I'm done