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Lyrics
{Verse 1}
4 & 3 & 2&1 Ive got
hellafied gutter rhymes, flowin like water
Im reppin' Hollywood cause I can and I outta
Freak it and flip it, mad skillz when I grip it and slap it
so pass the microphone , Guns of Navarone.
Crazy girl strippers walk by and I fidget,
but 1..2..3..click BOOM.. got the didgets
Im flowin and blowin up more than a rida'
Skilled enough to pull off an all nighta'
better than a batch of the best Malt liquor or green skizm,
I add it to my name... Madloveizm.
Im Good to go, got flow, and ay yo, my bro's
we rock shows side to side, Toe to toe.
.....And its Like that,
{Chorus}
Hollywood days, Hollywood nights,
Filling up my head, Blowing up my mind
Hollywood days, Hollywood nights,
everything shines, everythings bright.
{Verse 2}
Back into the scene like a school bell ringer,
ya know ill dive into the crowd like a punk rock singer
slippin and trippin while im Flippin on the crowd
hows Sid? kinda quiet, Johnny Rotten? still loud
so work it, Jerk it, You know where you can stick it
I work a funky rhyme like a stick to the wicked
Cause superstars their poppin' up all the freakin' time,
turn a couple tricks, sell a script, Hollywood and Vine.
....And its Like that,
{Chorus}
Hollywood days, Hollywood nights,
Filling up my head, Blowing up my mind
Hollywood days, Hollywood nights,
everything shines, everythings bright.
{Verse 3}
Street lights, Ho's, hustlers and madness.
Cocaine, piss stains, Dirty freakin' mattresses,
Actresses, their lining up. promised the BIG TIME,
just gettin' F*cked, fast and the furious, girls bi curious.
brothers on the corner bout' to lose they minds,
what the F*ck, its all to the good
Welcome to Hollywood.
{Chorus}2x
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