Plastic Fame Songtext
von L’Orange

Ok? thank you old chap
No self respecting magician should be caught
without his hat and cape

He spent all his money the first day
Yeah, yo

I came here to rock a party hard
My squad with me like the bodyguards
Prodigy jamming, ya′ll just not as hard
Testing these squares who said you had a card
Like lifting weights I just surpassed the bar
Leaving my mark on shit no cattle prod

The illest rap shit you heard in half a bar
Who makes the dopest moves?
Traffic wars. Beware of the hearts
of men with plastic hearts
The fakest around
You might get act a part


Pull up in gothic clothes, the blackest cars
make this a movie scene with action stars
Jean-Claude, Kubrik, Gatsby, seen the whole crew
get at me
Watch news recap me
I conquered all challenges like the smoothest athlete
Leonardo you can't catch me if you can

It′s your funeral.
You never would listen
Well, you got anything on your mind? Spill it

The struggle, the strife, the pain, the power
I stand alive with struggle at night
for countless hours
The choke of the life that made me sour
but never devour
Because of the bite, developed a talent,
got up and ran with the prowess
To see who's lying in [?]


In the jungle I fight with negative lights
repetitive sights, competitive prices
Irrelevant rides, I claim polite the stress
the plight, attaining my sight
I'm eyeing my slice. I run with the knife
I′m lost in the game, i′m awfully often to blame
Used to scoff at the fame, now I take no advice
because the message is cold
the pressure is old
the lessons are gold
but less that you know, the best for your soul
And as it was told, someday you get what you're owed
As I waited and prayed to put some weight on my bones