Mads Veslelia - Rebecca Black lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm Rebecca Black The most hated in Norwegian rap And if you're hating, you're the reason that I'm getting famous with the cheesy tracks I'm so bad, yack, the wannabe is back Insert Travolta-meme, where's your keyboard at? And if you see me on the scene, I'm the opening act For another a**hole that ain't close to my stats But the industry ignoring me, they salty see No nominee, no harmony between them boys and me They always thought that I was soft, but I took off, sorry Like a catapult, wreck you all But I'll be gone before you know it David Bowie, when it's over I mean I'll be plowing the cowards for hours Doubters just arouse me I f** the game up like a real G Grab a souvenir then leave, indeed, but keep it real Like a mouthy little “kid” And I'm shouting like I “sh**” Ronda Rousey with no “clit” Got a bounty on my pen, right? Used to say inside Cause I had stage fright Now I jump in the spotlight like where's damn mic? Aight, how are you original? John Lennon gla**es, sh**, that is SO f**ing vintage bro Yo, I put filters on videos, grab a pair of shades, and rave And sink my teeth in gold (oh) But don't you ever forget Who did it from the bedroom, with no sponsors, no checks Who never had no connects, no mom around or respect Who started at the bottom, dropping bombs on every deck My rhyme is heavenly sent, I see you jelly as hell I'm outside, but self made and I'm engaging the bell Well In this biz I'm a missing piece MV rap version of Mr. Bean [Hook] Never been on the TV my man (but I'm self made) You may think that it's easy my friend (but I'm self made) Why you pissing on MV goddamn? (but I'm self made) Yeah, yeah I made with no mom and dad Now my name is so famous, I'm Rebecca Black [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm not tryna be your friend You call it warm-up, but I'm better than your band And I don't hold up, man I'm stealing all your fans But they don't know that I'ma unknown legend (yet) I'm kinda used to be the underdog Mopping floors that everybody's stepping on And you barley ever hear me on the radio But the headliner fear me when they hear me flow “So here we go, now holla if you hear me tho, do you feel me? No!” Doesn't matter, I'm badder than Aladdin shagging and ragging on that Jasmine chick Man, I don't ask for sh** I don't need no f**ing genie in a bottle I coddle a model, twaddle tomorrow, and nada sorrow Then buy hoe, then I go back to my grotto and make a motto Eat taco, all you haters, so callow Industry got you shallow I'm salami in the vitamin bowl At the bottom surrounded by problems, and wannabe prodigy hoes And f** your silver plate, you are not that great I've come to seal your fate You'll get Mads for days, this is what I made Yeah, I may be late, on my little inflatable flake, wait! Never quit, hell no! that'll be the day you lick your own elbows [Hook] Never been on the TV my man (but I'm self made) You may think that it's easy my friend (but I'm self made) Why you pissing on MV goddamn? (but I'm self made) Yeah, yeah I made with no mom and dad Now my name is so famous, I'm Rebecca Black