[Voice Mail 1]
Hey Russell, um it's John, your neighbour. Listen, your mail keeps coming to my door and it's getting kind of annoying. I don't mean to get into your business or anything, but there are a lot of foreclosure notices that I think you should pay attention to. If you need to talk about it, answer your door sometime, or just give a call at uh 9072-

[Voice Mail 2]
Hi this is Danny, buddy. I know you skip town and shit. I get it, you just wanna clear your mind and get away from this music and stuff, I get it okay? But you can't fucking leave people like that man, you know, yo get the fuck up, you know-

[Hook - Pryde]
We know you, you don't want to leave
Don't run away from me. (oh)
And we know you, baby come to Hollywood, you belong in Hollywood
What's holding you back now?

[Verse 1 - Pryde]
Slow money, no bitches it's so senseless
But I'm alive, slow sipping on old Guinness
My old friends are out partying doing younger shit
And I'm just really trying fuck a mother
Buy a crib up in the hills of Hollywood, pills and molly
Then get the blonde girls who love me but don't know my name. They say how much you wanna pay, they get the price of fame
I'm lucky now I don't rap just hoping that I might get paid
Watching some movies at the crib, trynna get some ideas
I know them caviar dinners could be better than pizza
But I believe the way I'm living is temporary
Nothing's hereditary I'm nothing less than crazy, dope or legendary
Not working out when I say I'm needing two plates
I mean I'm fucking hungry, trying to work and I can't lose faith
The boy made some racks but his belt is still his shoelace
I'm showing you I'm really about to do great
Homie I'm here

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Pryde]
Watched everybody blow up, that's my fault
I got lazy when my EP came out
The fans hate me when I try to give it my all
Cause I ain't sippin' Arizonas with Ray-Bans on my face
Now I changed
Fuck it I will admit it bitch, sue me
But who doesn't want a story to a movie
These people grow up, they pick up cigs
They try em and get addicted
Growin' up ain't fucking wrong now is it?
It's all about progression, I tatted my body to show you freedom
Old friends tell me I'm wilding, but fuck it man, I don't need 'em
People talk about this unauthentic shit like they write
But they don't sum my whole day, they don't moon my whole night
They just put money above me act like I owe em somethin'
And don't care when I be starving and hungry
Fuck that I only care about myself
Shoe lace is still a belt, I will acknowledge that I fell of and I don't need help
I'm gone (shit...)
[Hook]

[Outro - 2Pac]
After this, the whole world gonna owe me an apology. Because I went through this and I didn't blow my brains out like Kurt Cobain. And I should. Cause this is a crazy, crazy mess