Once Upon a Time in Hollywood

You always scream, you always scream You always scream, you always scream (Roslyn) "Favorite Quentin Tarantino movie is" You always scream, you always scream You always scream, you always scream Hey yo, ah 1, 2, 3, 4 Kill Bill, Jackie Brown Pulp Fiction, and Reservoir Pete Delore, Cinematic Metaphor Nine years since I did The Incredible True Story Now let me break down my career through the films in this category In the back lot, surrounded by guns, killers, and crack rock Wish God could've re-edited that shot I guess not The L O G I C, open your mind like already she eat At 14, cinema was my morphine Surrounded by more fins So I can describe the sighting foreseen Crazy 88 versus The Bride My house was fortified Single mothers mortified as their children died Why the killers, I don't bill any Show up to court and lie See, I discovered hip hop through Volume 1 Tarantino hit the RZA, left the whole world stunned Now I heard of Wu Tang, but never truly knew the gang First seen in the movie Nancy Sinatra, bang, bang Sample that shit through the MPC and apply the swing I'm down to rap it all 36 Chambers, release the catapult Next thing I know, I'm bumpin Holyville for Cuban links Build up my armor like a Brinks Supreme clientele got me out here, wanna be rockin minks Nas is up next, Queensbridge with him, gangsters pump text Mos Def was rockin with the roots, then I discovered rap Packed, sippin scotch at the Santa Rockin suits Blend it all together, what you get, that's young Sinatra Prepare for departure, partner, just me and my room Steady vision like a Dolly Zone Hopin I'll make it out probably soon Smokin my lungs like Mr. White, I'm far from Mr. Right My childhood home, really, honestly, I don't miss the sight Nothin but fight or flight, we never freeze Increase the light up by degrees and then ignite the trees With ease, rattpack what they call us A boss like Marcellus Wallace Droppin jewels like Bad Motherfucker is on my wallet Discover the Delfonics from the sonics of the third film I'm cookin without a kiln, but yeah, we still pushin Afraid of flyin full of fear at the airport like Pam Grier From Metropolis to Upgrade, we finally made it here Flipped the track like stuntman Mike, I'm feelin Death Proof Moment I left the booth, now check the proof I drop Bobby Tarantino in the valley in Encino I can finally feel the heat like De Niro and Al Pacino Every track that I record feel like another Nazi scout I'm Django on a horse, now watch me mount Any amount of Sam Jack In a hateful eight, comin face to face with his fate That's me at sixteen, millimeters from my dream I guess it all started with Kill Bill, but after a couple of mil I started to feel like they couldn't respect The skill still attain what I did Living a dream in a four story crib I could have never imagined as a kid Everything he wanted to attain I did Felt like I has been Finally saw the code behind the matrix, like an admin Said, fuck Hollywood and move to a cabin As a man in the game Unrelated to Rick Golden Spitfire and Flo Moton Wanted nothing more than to open that gate For a dinner party next to Polanski and Tate So when I saw Rick climb the mountain at the end of the movie I realized all the shit these people been talking Just moving through me I felt like a failure with the world on my hand This is something only less than the 1 percent understand Was always in demand until I wasn't Fuck the hamster wheel You're not a human, fuck how you feel You don't have the same passion and skill As you did when you were younger And you never will fill the void Your fans want you in the past like Christopher Lloyd Been on tour for 10 years like a marine that's been deployed And now none of it matters, just my woman and my boy So when I finally saw Rick Though in the fit thinking it was it I felt the same identically cause we been through the same shit Felt like my heyday passed The dinner my wife says it has You'll never have the passion that you had Cause you were trying to make it out not end up like your mom and dad It drove me to tears at the table Knowing that I'll never be able to relive it and give him my all Constantly get a state of awe Cause ain't no way that you can do what you've been done The only thing that I'm that passionate about these days, my son Already won this game, it's for the young Not playing that shit, too grown to be number one On top of this rap shit (cont.)