new heaven Of worthless lies, from a new spokesperson Anything for gold, you'll do anything for gold You'll do anything you're told What happened to all
get that Remy? Can I get that coke, can I get that Henny? Can I get that margarita on the rock, rock, rocks? Can I get salt all around that rim, rim,
Original gangster Ten years ago I used to listen to rappers flow Talkin' bout the way they rocked the mic at the disco I liked how that shit was goin
the mirror today I looked back and I heard me say I got to own it, breathe it, live it like I mean it Got the hero in me, it's all I wanna be Someone
Birdman] Yeah Cash money heroes Private jets Polish, fly! [Chorus - Kevin Rudolf] I look up to the sky and now the world is mine I've known it all my
m blowin' on flame but yours is all white And I'ma pull up in the Bentley all white Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes Sippin' on some Louis
But the rocking stopped By wheels of despair, yeah Don't want your aid but the fist I've made For years, won't hold or feel No, I'm not all me, so please
Outro: Va Cats for real California yo My Miami niggas My real New York niggas Jamaica P All my live niggas all my cuban link niggas Raekwon, big Daddy
Could I get that Remmy? Could I get that Coke? Could I get that Henny? Could I get that margarita on the rock rock rocks? Could I get that salt all around
Steve McQueen Underneath your radar screen You'll never catch me tonight Like Steve McQueen Like Steve McQueen We got rock stars in the White house And all our pop stars look like porn All my heroes
of manifest to the real The plan is to wake up 'cause time reveals All this hate can't forever last All my ghetto heroes in Heaven It's like you right
'em what they want They looking for a hero I guess that makes me a hero It's universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied, the corporate side Blocking y'all from
'all hate to work I read every line of the paperwork That's my job, 'till it's all done Corn on the cob, mc's it ain't all fun You might flow to sick '
, I'm live like stock I rock like Prudential, making ha ha from O That's mucho denero, like Robert Denero, Irob Berts denero A hero like the sandwich
jew It seems like it's 1942 The baby sits in front of mtv Watching violent fantasies While dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport Only to find his heroes are all
Yeah, this is for the people This is street radio for unsung hero Ridin' in the Regal, tryin' to stay legal My daughter found Nemo, I found the new primo
living like an Oak town mack I'm in the house y'all, I'm like peeser, y'all Rat heads get nothing but cheese, y'all Or get slapped, put up your dukes
