Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rap Star (All I Ever Wanted) , by - Mann terrorRelease date: 31.12.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rap Star (All I Ever Wanted) |
| How many days done passed us, in jail without bail they trying to cast us |
| On the street corner police harass us |
| We got guns cause niggas' is trying to blast us |
| And just because me and my niggas sell cocaine |
| Don’t mean that we dumb niggas wit no brain |
| It just mean that we hungry need some lomain |
| You ever heard the saying no pain no gain |
| So when the doe came |
| Made sure we broke bread |
| We all ate in the island and upstate |
| They all straight, must of been fate cause to date |
| We all great, even niggas that’s in my state, they all hate |
| From my high let me come down |
| I swear to God Ima try to keep this gun down |
| Use to be fun, but it ain’t fun now |
| I gotta live for my daughter and my son now |
| We one now |
| Chorus: (Benzino) |
| All I ever wanted was for me to be a rap star |
| Blowing hash treats, pulling up in fast cars |
| Take my niggas out the PJ’s, Doing 90 on the freeway |
| Polly wit the DJ’s |
| I can’t imagine how my life would be if I wasn’t born a WG |
| I can’t imaging how my life would be if I wasn’t born a WG |
| (Mann Terror) |
| I’m a Wise Guy gangster slash project kid |
| I did it all deal and banned the robbing shit |
| Money and murder two words to explain the life I lived |
| I’m into sparking, sparking the glis, sparking the glits |
| I role thick wit my niggas, get sick wit my niggas |
| You can catch me blowing blunt in the bricks wit my niggas |
| My crew go all out to get that doe |
| And I pass on that weed if it ain’t that dro |
| (Tangg Da Juice) |
| They got new laws to make my crew drop |
| But we trying to eat what we supposed to do, stop? |
| Already know that they watching from the rooftop |
| Might got a vest but you ain’t a bullet proof cop |
| I wish the tables would turn for one day yeah |
| You in a fight where nobody wanna play fair |
| Might get a job but couldn’t afford day-care |
| Welcome to the ghetto y’all can stay here |
| (Mann Terror) |
| If it’s not about dollars than it’s not for me |
| What you know blue rocks and shopping sprees |
| I been broke for too long dog I need that doe |
| Fuck standing on the block in the freezing cold |
| Mouth full of rocks keeping watch out for the ditch |
| On the hot block with 30 niggas pumping they shit |
| I’m trying to come up and live and not behind them bars |
| I’m trying to cop a few cars and fuck a few stars |
| I been trapped in this brick life 24 years |
| Been shot, bust shots, even lost a few kids |
| Shit’s deeper than you think when you dealing wit the streets |
| When you gotta ride or die and niggas don’t sleep |
| I represent ghetto niggas wit no way out |
| Living this crime life hoping feds don’t raid they house |
| Can’t play these corners no more we keep shit moving |
| Now I’m trying to freak these flows and move these units |