STAR POWER Lyrics – Sickly Sid
Singer: Sickly Sid
Title: STAR POWER
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Acting up, acting up, everybody blowing up
On the cusp of a rise, arising from the mud
From the boonies to the penthouse with little white lies
Destroying my artistry before your very eyes
Don’t lack, to summarize to rule atop the tower
Look at me b#tch, i got the power
Spitting game, no bars since i shined like a star
From the east in the west, fibs flowing out my crevices
Gold watches, fancy cars and a best-seller
Got me deaf, dumb and blind likе helen kellеr
Eyes roll when pink’s causing fuss
Thinking “what’s that?”, kaboom, my respect’s now dust
I can muster up the trust of my braindead yes-men
Flustering the critics with my face on a name-brand
Seeing bite marks on my style, it’s the undead
Feeling like a mean girl, i am so fetch
Look at me, b#tch, i got the star power
The game’s now over, so go hit the showers
Dope rhymes addicted to me like i’m powder
And you? well you got to scour
Knock knock, new pink, put on your bib
My cds parental stickers say “buy this for your kids”
And they pop it in and listen and wanna be just like me
Playing chameleon to my amazing spidey
Blimey! i guess i am the sh#t
Got my face on a billboard, top 200 hit… here we go again!
Lying about my life, lavish luxuries and living day to day in a hide
Putting prices on my trash, bashing people who talk back
Walking on my contemporaries like they are a doormat
Combat all insecurities and accusations
With shiny comebacks and witty observations
Playing defense like my situations drastic
My skeletons in the closet wrapped in plastic
Look at me b#tch, i got the star power
You growing like a fungus, i’m blooming like a flower
Killing this sh#t, musically endowered
Back off before you get devoured
Look at me, b#tch, i got that star power
Came out the womb, knew how to rap within an hour
Catch me with a flag and my records on the tower
All hail! sid conquers and devours
Doors open wide for people thinking they can battle
Leaving hotter bars than someone punished cuz they tattle
I got all the answers cuz i know how to psycho-babble
But that ain’t power, b#tch, that’s spitting shitty rabble
So f#cking hot, parents don’t care about the guidance
Could still guess my song if the volume was on silence
Rally up an army, got me tattooed on their eyelids
Release a dope track, it’s all you see on your devices
Well look at me, b#tch, i got the star power
Got jealousy b#tch, you ain’t got the star power
You got the charisma to sell some fools on lies
They all stay afloat, hoping the charm doesn’t die
Whatever comes out your mouth needs to jam so hard it causes traffic
If not, you’ll be tossed out, not in the now with maffick
Basic b#tch fans won’t care if you aren’t being autobiographic
After all, someone like you’s just tryna fit into a demographic
“hey cloud gazers, did you know i smoke weed?” “no you don’t!”
“you’re right, but your listens are guaranteed!”
Fibbing and beat splitting is fitting to plant my seed
Committing to the kidding gonna help me get to feed
Quitting ain’t an option ‘less they start kicking a ‘pede
Whipping up a fake apology to mislead
Fearing that my cookie cutter likeness causes agony
Thrown harder off from the top than vanilla off the balcony
I’m up next to contend, i need more seconds than my friends
To prove my point that there really is no end
I need more seconds to rhyme, i need more seconds to make dimes
People can’t seem to understand where i come from
I’m the new kid on the block
The new kid who jocks
The new kid with a fully loaded glock
But that’s all the b#llsh#t that they put in the media
So i can’t understand why i must meet this criteria
It’s all so fake, so what’s the hysteria?
It’s not about glammer, glitz or shine
It’s about keeping it real to the streets or to the rhyme
I know most sucker mcs don’t wanna do the time
Of all that wack that they talk, to fall back and then chalk
Up new ideas to reinvent with stocks
It’s a shame that they just sit back and gawk
New artists comin and going faster than nascar’s
I wonder if i’m next up to be the biggest star
And i know i won’t be played like a toy car
But i ain’t no joke, i used to look to rakim on how to take notes
So i can understand baatin better with his wise quotes to get better with the cars
So i can drive a tesla car eventually to mars
And speak so high about our lives like we’re living giants or superstars
Sega arcade is how i operate when paid
I need ed to say it’s special or got it made
But doesn’t really matter cuz i ain’t afraid of psp style of work
b#tches who twerk, brothers who are jerks, and sisters that flirt
We can just hit the jig all night til we’re hurt
I’m just tryna find my sound in this big wide space
They tryna tell me i can’t run this high speed race
Well bet, i’ll show you how to lap up to first place
And not big willie style, i’ll rock your world like chris for a while
And then i’ll have to take that hard slap back to reality, real f#cking foul
And to my peers back home or back at ground zero
I know you seen the fear i showed just like agent zero
But please look back and consider my a hero
And to my dear friends who stuck by me through the end
I can only say one thing.. here we go again!
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