This generation is obsessed with, trying to make it
lying there naked, like "you can have it all free of charge
and don't worry, I int gonna say shit,
I'll smile and I'll take it, whatever I must to be a star
and I'm so gully, at least when the cameras are switched on"
playing the hard thug on the glamourous bitch song
paradoxical, mad illogical
and i don't believe behind the scenes you've actually got control
I might be underground as a rapper gets
at least I int working hard to pay my slave master cheques
I'm a pitbull surrounded by puppies here
wannabe Puffys, pussies pulled by puppeteers
these dudes are fucking divas, they got pussy fever
If we int fallen off then what the fuck is Justin Beiber
Got me paranoid like, "na, it must be something deeper,
Illuminati must have planned to make the culture weaker"
I don't know, but it feels like a landslide
Wolves in sheep clothing, making sure that the lambs die
Part of me stopped caring, like just do what you love
Blank out the bullshit and don't watch it Rob
and ye, they're well aware there's poison in the grapevine
but it sells so they'll go exploit it at the same time
marketing fame like the summit of acheivement
I just hope you're not gullable enough to believe it