Chasing Fame

You silly little rapper, who you think you are
Letting them bring you down
Don't let them bring you down
Step up and grab that crown
They talk about you like you don't mean nothing
Do you mean nothing
I think they're frontin
Why don't you go and find a way to let it out
Get that pencil, grab that paper
And go and get that microphone
And let it out and
Put it up for everyone to see
Hopefully they'll like it and then you can be

World famous, tell me what your name is
Everyone knows by now Hollywood Boulevard, got a star
So apart from what you know
Come along and I'll show you

Everyone asks me why do you do it
Go get a clue kid, you're just a nuisance
Go and find another hobby
They don't understand that this is what I love
Nothing above this music stuff
I can't get enough of it
I get that pad and get that pen
And I just let it out and I
Put it up for the whole wide world to see and
Hopefully they'll like it and then I can be

World famous, tell me what your name is
Everyone knows by now Hollywood Boulevard, got a star
So apart from what you know
Come along and I'll show you



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Allen
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