True Hollywood Story

[Spoken:] Hollywood, Calfornia City of smoke and mirrors... and bullshit City will chew you up man [Hook 1] True Hollywood Story Paparazzi all up in this bitch True Hollywood Story TMZ on the fuckin' scene True Hollywood Story Man, everyone out here is full of shit True Hollywood Story Never got his star on the boulevard [Verse 1] Everybody loves Raymond but no one loves me I'm a washed up VJ roaming the streets I'm holdin' my meat Cause ain't no hoes ever recognizing me, I'm finished Popeye without the spinach Career over, it's ridiculous I wish I had a fine lady But I can't afford a Mercedes I ain't got a job Been dressed for less Shopping at Ross, dog My agent don't call me back, ever Since I been smokin' crack Dag nab it I reinvented myself as Dirt Nasty Cause I'm the worst at acting Try rapping, let's see what happens baby [Hook 2] (x2) True Hollywood Story (Another washed up kid on the Sunset Strip) True Hollywood Story (Never got his star on the boulevard) [Verse 2:] I get dissed at the club I'm so D-List. No more fucking love My future used to look bright Now it look like shit with speed in the pipe I sold my Viper For weed money and a fucking lighter I used to wake up with hotties Nowadays, I wake up with zombies Anthony Michael Hall Kirk Cameron, I need to talk to y'all I walk to the mall In a Scary Movie shirt. My cock, my balls Borrow money from my mother Cause my career is in the fucking gutter I'm just another True Hollywood Story, motherfucker [Hook 2] (x2) [Verse 3] Put a bullet in my head But this ain't no bullshit movie set My life's a mess Can't afford good sh- gotta smoke the stress I hit rock bottom Tabasco sauce in my Top Ramen Game over, partner My life's over, like La Bamba [Hook 2] (x2)