(G. Anselmo, 2007 ChargeUp'd Inc.)nnOld school hollywood gangsternrunning fast as you canndown the roadsnnGetaway carnjust five feet aheadnwhen your adrenaline kicksnkicks you right in the headnnAlways have desire to shine like starsngoing to the movies just to blow up carsnthe ones with envy, all carry the scarsnyour your livin' so high, your moving to marsnnRun with your hollywood smackdown, stuntmanngotta get away with all your funnrun with your hollywood smackdown, baby!nlet them know your a star!nnWalking on that sunset streetnyour a star, all the divas know who you arenlooking best, looking pretty sweetnyou traded bullets for the gold around your feetnnRun with your hollywood smackdown, stuntmanngotta get away with all your funnrun with your hollywood smackdown, baby!nlet them know your a star!nnAnd when your old boss stops and readsnyour a hit all through hollywood magazinesnas he stops to analyze the headlinesnhe starts to realize why..nYour a star in everyones eyes!