TITLE: FAMOUS TILL THE WI-FI DIES

TITLE: FAMOUS TILL THE WI-FI DIES Raw Freestyle no mic grime out of your bedroom [INTRO — SPOKEN, DRY] Yeah... Everybody's a celebrity now. Congratulations. What's your talent? ...Loading. [VERSE 1 — RAPID-FIRE GRIME] Blue tick, red bills, rent overdue, Ten thousand fans, not a friend in the room. Big man online, small man in the queue, Got a whole entourage — they came in one Uber. Bought a ring light, calls himself a star, Still gets ID'd at the local bar. Talks about millions, can't cover the fare, Got a personal brand and no underwear. Promoter said, "We'll pay you in exposure." I said, "Nice, I'll send that to my landlord." He said, "You've got to build your reputation." I said, "Mate, I've got an electricity situation!" [HOOK — GANG SHOUTS] FAMOUS! Till the Wi-Fi dies! Big old mouth and a pocket-sized life! FAMOUS! Everybody's a king! Crown made of plastic, still kissing the ring! [VERSE 2 — FAST, SARCASTIC] Everybody's verified, nobody's checked, Every little ego needs a little respect. Got a fake gold watch and a rented address, Filming in a mansion that belongs to his ex. Claims he's underground, but he's begging for views, Says he's independent, can't pick his own shoes. Got a manager, agent, assistant and chef, All four jobs done by himself! I'm not hating success, I'm allergic to fraud, You can keep your applause, I don't need an award. If your whole personality fits in a bio, What happens to you when the servers go psycho? [BRIDGE — BEAT CUTS] So you're famous? Yeah? Who's your audience? ... Your mum and three bots? Respect. [FINAL HOOK — FULL BASS DROP] FAMOUS! Till the Wi-Fi dies! Big old mouth and a pocket-sized life! FAMOUS! Everybody's a king! Crown made of plastic, still kissing the ring! [OUTRO — SPOKEN] Don't forget to like... Subscribe... And pay your bloody rent.