Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Limelight, artist - Farm Fresh
Date of issue: 31.03.2005
Song language: English
Limelight |
Sees a backstage pass being better than doe |
If he can pass one best believe he’s letting you know |
And the show? |
Shit, he ain’t even on the bill |
till he gets his fill |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
He gets the itch right down to his skeleton |
The mics like a fish that effects like a pelican |
Ain’t done shit, you can bet he’s embellishing |
The stage unlit for |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
He want it so bad that he’s living a death wish |
Do anything, to get on the guest list |
The test isn’t time, hard work and create |
When gods get to rap, rather sit there and wait |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
He’s down to bum rush even if the stage is roped off |
Rap till he’s physically thrown off |
Never show no love, name not known of |
Tried to play a show once, no one showed up |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
He fit right in when it come to the sleazy side |
Make one hit, that’s it, it’s such an easy ride |
He don’t abide by no rules, weekend warrior |
Out seeking financial euphoria |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
Never done nothing but quick to discredit |
If he ever drops something it’ll be a diss record |
Sat there pissed while other’s perfected |
And played themselves from his perspective |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
The road to riches is bumpy like Rocky’s hands |
He’s an embarrassment like some hockey fans |
Up in the stands with his nasty ass breath |
Shaking with his right, pick pocket with his left |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
Wants to be a star but he doesn’t want to work hard |
Through with the art cause the writing is the worst part |
Where’s the photo shoot, how about a fresh start? |
Rap’s a sitcom, he could be a guest star |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
Never around but always got his hand out |
Six billion people in the world, he don’t stand out |
Belly aching about what he thinks he’s owed |
But nobody wants to touch him, just like a toad |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
Not here to dance but I’m letting you know not |
You only got a chance, he can shine he’s so hot |
Doesn’t write hooks, just rhymes like a robot |
Discount the looks and the fans his flow’s got |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
Quit every time that some little thing get’s messed up |
You can’t go out and get some key to success cut |
Rest up and sit back as he plays himself |
Try hard anxiety, he can’t face himself |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
At the jam, never seems to attend |
Barely a fan, it’s a means to an end and |
Narey a friend can be seen to defend |
Lacks the passion like Barbie with Ken |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |
Every single piece of paper he be targeting |
Rap? |
Come laugh, what come first is some marketing |
Spilling wack juice everywhere, get the hell out |
Now they call it success, we call it sellout |
«Some will flip whatever it takes for limelight» |