[Chorus: sung] 

The days, fly by fast 

And your love, may not last 

Your fame may have passed 

but your, name it still remains 

Lyrics will fade 

And ex-ec-u-tives paid 

will leave your shit played 

but your, name it still remains 



[Main Flow] 

Hey yo I'd rather be rhymin than trapped in court 

In fact, make this a Michael Rappaport 

When I met you you didn't seem like the testy type 

Fuck around on the set kid, Wesley Snipes 

We in the mountains where it's brisk 

You know you couldn't - everything is Cuba Gooding 

End ya man for the Benjamins 

And stay out for the ginger lens 

My vocals rock crews, plus I got locks too 

Young chicks out Vivica Fox you 

More than cream and organ beamin 

I'm still out here, Morgan Freeman 



[Chorus] 



[Main Flow] 

Black Timb'n, in fact stack women 

Dis year y'all Jack Lemmon 

Close steppin to me, toast preppin the key 

I get live Mos Def-initely 

It's for your hidden hand you can't get rid of my plan 

You got to be Nicole Kid-man 

The don wins, invest with Con-Airs 

And write hot shit with Sean Penns 

You pour germs, when you know that it's your turn 

Now watch how the backwoods George Burns 

So face facts, still dealin with snakebacks 

Replace tracks when niggaz act Sissy Spacek 



[Chorus] 



[Main Flow] 

Seem louder, now that the cream's milder 

You think you wild best believe I'm Gene Wilder 

Mack one, this ain't a act hon 

Step and get Samuel Jack-son 

Felony news, snitches sellin me clues 

Blow highs like Penelope Cruz 

The type to bug this, stay on your bicycle thug list 

When I'm out of weed, I'm Michael Douglas 

The pen spiller, this is your end killer 

Show me your girl and watch me Ben Stiller 

And I'm talkin a, cuddly whore 

Hit up the trick have her lookin for Dudley Moore 



[Chorus x2]