I walk through the valley of death 600 deep Waking up dead from the
sleep Just like a diamond Watch me shine Bright like the sun Make
you wanna pull a gun And buck 2 shots For the peckerwood rockin' Put
down your glock Or your block I'll be knockin' And dead off your
shoulders Head will roll Peckerwood P Funk assassin of soul Is in
control So have no fear I'm in this for real Make it crystal
clear I get a little better each and every year It's called
improvement Your style's a bowel movement I'm taking you back to mount
CulMcClarin My whole family's stoned but there aint one sharin' So
whatcha looking at Huh, why you starin' Just take a picture Before I
have to hit ya Ease back kid, gimme some space Or Whoop there it is
upside your face
Chorus 1
'Cause a hero aint nothin' but a
sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So shoot dope in your
veins And get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a
hero aint nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So
go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a
star
I live in the house And it's full of pain But still out the
frame I'm going insane I stay on point like a sniper Chillin' in the
viper room Before it became a tomb Take the low road And you hit rock
bottom And keep low riding All the way to Saddam And back to
Gamora Now you're set the vault Dirty little fuckup Raising
hell But next year we'll all talk about how you fell Because you're
judged on how your records sell
Chorus 2
A hero aint nothin' but
a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So get locked up in chains
to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star You know a hero aint
nothin' but a sandwich And a legend aint nothin' but a car So go blow out
your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star
And
maybe one day you be a star(4x)
Let's break it down To the bear root
essence Count your fingers Then count your blessings True
confessions Ask the questions Substitute your answers with your
obsessions I take to the break of dawn of time I do it all the
time But you know it don't come easy Cause I turn on the TV I see more
and more pain and less and less glory And it's the same ol' story Ya see
year after year the programs sphered But I aint subscribing Till there's
live executions on Pay-Per View Word to Donahue Put on Melrose
Place Whoop there it is upside your face
Chorus 3
Cause a hero
aint nuthin but a sandwich And a legend aint nuthin but a car So shoot
dope in our veins To get that fame And maybe one day you'll be a
star You know a hero aint nuthin but a sandwich And a legend aint nuthin
but a star So go blow out your brains Like Kurt Cobain And maybe one
day you'll be a star