[VERSE 1- Frankie Screamz] I'm too real for Hollywood Done talking to you shrimps, Now you all just getting cooked I'm street smart, I don't need to play by the book Spit hot, and from the heart, So any spot could be getting took In Hollywood, Dreams die I ain't letting mine Hollywood, Full of lies I see it in their eyes Some scared to leave, I swear they all got too much pride Hollywood, With or without you I'ma be a star- HA! But I don't do this for the camera's I'm just tryna fix the damage Tell me who the f** hears me? My fans are my award, Yea so f** a grammy- WOO! I make songs about the struggle The ones who never dealt with that usually the ones puzzled - YEA! Usually the ones hating, I'm Satan on this mic every show its hell I'm raising I go guns blazing, Electrify these mortals I go raiden I'm kicking down doors I'm tired of waiting, No patience They try to erase me, But I resurrect like I'm Jason Just follow my steps, I'll lead you to greatness I'm the face of the faceless Got faith for the faithless I gotta get it on my own yo 'Til I'm in a throne, In a robe, and around my neck is full of gold yo (Hook) I don't want to be another face with a blank stare and a mic stand I can't stand these no pa**ion, Flash in the pans I gotta make this clear I'm nothing like 'em so there is nothing to compare (Surj) They find you, Two time you
Say you're the best they've ever seen You should of never trusted Hollywood [Jungles- Verse 2] I wanna email you my dreams what's the address so I could paint you the scene Open my heart and give it to you to read Hope you believe in it as much as me Luckily for me I wasn't born naive People rarely see what you see suits worn by thieves With tricks up their sleeves frontin' like their friendship's free I'm from the opposite of Hollywood that PVD And with these e-y-e's Learned me a thing or three Those thoughts of changing me are ill conceived boy Refuse to be another one of them decoys Lost they're humanity Tryna be toys The bullsh** will have your head spinning like a B-boy Ain't sh** fair The reverse is all paint there They made it clear I'm outnumbered by the fakes in here Its such an ordeal Tryna get a deal Nothing's ideal And everything's surreal Can't contain how i feel Your cigarettes won't do sh** for my stress At the fork in the road You went right I went left Ima listen to myself and say f** the rest (Hook) I don't want to be another face with a blank stare and a mic stand I can't stand these no pa**ion, Flash in the pans I gotta make this clear I'm nothing like 'em so there is nothing to compare (Surj) They find you, Two time you Say you're the best they've ever seen You should of never trusted Hollywood