By Mike Wilson
Gyrate to the music man
And let me show to all my fans
That rappin’ is a way of life
And helps avoid the daily strife.
Watch me as I spin around
Moving to the tribal sound.
Come on man, this is really cool
But don’t anyone take me for a fool.
My words all rhyme, there ain’t a doubt
And this is what it’s all about.
No sense in wasting years for learning
When I buy cars with what I’m earning.
I never bothered with ABC
And school has never been good for me
But what I’ve got is mine for keeps
A talent that’s admired heaps.
The kids they try and copy me
And watch my gigs on free TV.
I’m not concerned they give up school
And yes they think it’s very cool.
As long as I can spell my name
I’ll sign the contract once again.
See, I’m a rap star, that’s the thing
See what I’m wearing, that’s my bling.
I couldn’t care about the nation
And what’s all this about inflation?
Man, buy my records won’t you please
I’m getting used to this life of ease.
You guys out there are quite a pain
If you think I’m getting on the dole again.
You hear my words, you buy the disc
This life is easy man, no risk.
Just give me money round the clock
And I will give you rap that rocks.
And in ten years when I’m all done
I’ll just spend money havin’ fun.
So sure I got more stuff than you
But that’s what you’ve all made me do.
You want to see me spend my money
The papers say I’m kind of funny.
I’m a star, the kids all know it-
And as a star I got to show it.
Big house, big car and girlfriend too
Man, as a rapper there’s nothing I can’t do.
A nine to five job, that’s a laugh;
I’ve got 5 people on my staff.
So come on kids give up on culture
Become a rap star – life is ultra.