Dirt Nasty - True Hollywood Story [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Spoken:]
Hollywood, Calfornia
City of smoke and mirrors... and bullshit
City will chew you up man

[Hook 1]
True Hollywood Story
Paparazzi all up in this bitch
True Hollywood Story
TMZ on the fuckin' scene
True Hollywood Story
Man, everyone out here is full of shit
True Hollywood Story
Never got his star on the boulevard

[Verse 1]
Everybody loves Raymond but no one loves me
I'm a washed up VJ roaming the streets
I'm holdin' my meat
Cause ain't no hoes ever recognizing me, I'm finished
Popeye without the spinach
Career over, it's ridiculous
I wish I had a fine lady
But I can't afford a Mercedes
I ain't got a job
Been dressed for less
Shopping at Ross, dog
My agent don't call me back, ever
Since I been smokin' crack
Dag nab it
I reinvented myself as Dirt Nasty
Cause I'm the worst at acting
Try rapping, let's see what happens baby

[Hook 2] (x2)
True Hollywood Story
(Another washed up kid on the Sunset Strip)
True Hollywood Story
(Never got his star on the boulevard)

[Verse 2:]
I get dissed at the club
I'm so D-List. No more fucking love
My future used to look bright
Now it look like shit with speed in the pipe
I sold my Viper
For weed money and a fucking lighter
I used to wake up with hotties
Nowadays, I wake up with zombies
Anthony Michael Hall
Kirk Cameron, I need to talk to y'all
I walk to the mall
In a Scary Movie shirt. My cock, my balls
Borrow money from my mother
Cause my career is in the fucking gutter
I'm just another
True Hollywood Story, motherfucker

[Hook 2] (x2)

[Verse 3]
Put a bullet in my head
But this ain't no bullshit movie set
My life's a mess
Can't afford good sh- gotta smoke the stress
I hit rock bottom
Tabasco sauce in my Top Ramen
Game over, partner
My life's over, like La Bamba

[Hook 2] (x2)