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Download/Stream: ************************************ Tommy Boy Records is a legendary Hip Hop & Electronic record label founded in New York City in 1981. The label is credited with launching the careers of notable legends Queen Latifah, House of Pain, Coolio and Naughty By Nature. ************************************ Follow Tommy Boy Records: Subscribe to the mailing list: Shop: ************************************ Lyrics: I walk through the valley of death 600 deep, Waking up dead from the sleep Just like a diamond watch me shine, Bright like the sun, Make you want to pull a gun And buck two shots for the Peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock or your block I'll be knockin' Dead off your shoulders, heads'll roll, The Peckerwood P-funk assassin of soul Is in control so have no fear, I'm in this for real, make it crystal clear I get a little better each and every year It's called improvement Your style's bowel movement I'm taking you back to Malcolm McClarin My whole family stole but there ain't one sharin So watcha' lookin' at, huh, why you starin'? Just take a picture Before I have to hit ya Ease back kid give me some space Or whoop there it is Upside your face (Hook) Cause a hero ain't nothing but a sandwich And a legend ain't nothing but a car So shoot dope in your veins and get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero ain't nothing but a sandwich And a legend ain't nothing but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star I live in a house and it's full of pain But still I refrain from goin' insane, I stay on point like a sniper Chillin' at the Viper Room before it became a tomb Take the low road and you hit rock bottom And keep low riding all the way to Sodom and back to Gomorrah Now your señora is a pillar of salt and it's all your fault, Get the S&M downtown at the vault, Dirty little f**kup, raisin' hell, But next year we'll all talk about how you fell Cause you're judged on how your records sell (Hook) A hero ain't nothin' but a sandwich And a legend ain't nothin' but a car So get locked up in chains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star A hero ain't nothin' but a sandwich And a legend ain't nothin' but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star Maybe one day you'll be a star Maybe one day you'll be a star (x4) Let's break it down to the bare root essence Count your fingers, then count your blessings True confessions, ask the questions Substitute your answers with your obsessions I take it to the break of dawn at times, I do it all the time But yo it don't come easy, Cause I turn on the T.V And see more and more pain and less and less glory And it's the same old story, You see year after year the programs fear But I ain't subscribin' till theres live executions on pay-per-view Word to Donahue, put on Melrose Place Whoop there it is upside your face! (Hook) A hero ain't nothin' but a sandwich And a legend ain't nothin' but a car So shoot dope in your veins to get that fame Then maybe one day you'll be a star A hero ain't nothin' but a sandwich And a legend ain't nothin' but a car So go blow out your brains like Kurt Cobain And maybe one day you'll be a star Maybe one day you'll be a star Maybe one day you'll be a star (x4) #TommyBoyRecords #HouseOfPain #HipHop50
