Kinda Famous

OK, I won't lie
 When I send Jigga a text, yep, I know he's not replying
 Just to let you know, I'm not a chump like him, I don't be dodging
 I'm the one that you dodge from
 I'm the one that you gon run away from, hide in the closet
 I'm the one you leave alone
 I'm the one that when you round your
 friends, you embarrased just to say you know
 Then apologize for the levels I be on, like he is dumb... son
 I'm young now, but God forbid I be a father figure
 Better fucking reconsider, pot liquor sipping skipper
 Well, I would tell you, gotta move on anyways
 And when I'm with a stripper, I'm sniffing, before I pay
 Prepaid, debit, or credit arranged for her
 Take a Viagra tab earlier in the day for her
 Just to sell a CD, tell her do she know that.
 I'm Kinda famous
 You ain't gonna pull no triggers
 Acting hardcore in front of lame wiggers
 I be yellin what the problem is?
 Running up they wanna take my freaking picture
 OH NO! I'm no longer that mysterious!
 OH GEE!, I must be going delirious! (AH YEAH YEAH! VERSE 2!)
 Wait, wait, waiting for it
 Waiting wait, wait, waiting for it
 Got the whole fanbase out there waiting for it
 New album once a year, they be waiting for it
 Speaking of? Tell me who I'm speaking of?
 Tell me who I'm really thinking of
 I left that studio exasperating, subpoena on my car laying for me
 With a pissed-off psychiatrist and police waiting for me
 DOWN NR!, FUCK ON THE GROUND NR!
 YEAH THAT FUCKER CALLED ME NR, AND I'M ALMOST SHIT A BRICK
 Don't know who they fucked with,
 reached on the ground and grabbed a monolith
 Then right after, swung it back, aiming at the chumps
 Then I fell down, leaking out my enzymes
 OH SHIT! mutha fuckas name was Rick Grimes
 Hit me with the 45 like it's fucking showtime
 Shot my dick, had to cap my ass like 9 times
 But even when I'm dead, I'm still there for ya
 I'm online, in other words still wit ya
 I'd probably live through that shit and go to jail for ya'll
 As long as I don't get butt-raped or braid no hair for ya'll
 I'm kinda famous
 You ain't gonna pull no triggers
 Acting hardcore in front of lame wiggers
 I be yellin what the problem is?
 Running up they wanna take my freaking picture
 OH NO! I'm no longer that mysterious!
 OH GEE!, I must be going delirious! (AH YEAH YEAH!)