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