Fame — текст песни (Dr.Dre)

Fame, I`m the man that takes things over
Fame makes me loose, hard to swallow
Fame puts me there where things are hollow
Fame

Fame
It`s not your brain, it`s just the flame
The bitch is gonna get your ends
SLAIN!

(You know I need the money, I will get the money
Cos I need the cash, hey c`mon gotta get it)
(You know I need the money, I will get the money
Cos I need the cash, hey c`mon gotta get it)

Chorus: RC

Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, take it now there`s no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you`ll have to borrow
Fame

Fame
Nine is fine, it plays for time
I`ma lemme hit you from be-hind
Fame, Fame

Fame
A bullet for me, I bust it for you
I love it when you grab my gun
Fame
Fame, what`s your name? What`s your name? What`s your name?
Say my name? Say my name? Say my name?

[King Tee]

The world`s famous, rugged with the superstar persona
Rough designer, the chubby alcoholic rhymer
Big timer, I`m known in places I haven`t even been
Executed styles behind men
Oh God, I preach that old Hudd City gospel
My look`s hostile, hittin Remy from the bottle
The fame is like I`m possessed wit game
And everywhere I go, hos screamin my name
But I`m rollin, not that my bald head`s swollen
I`m towin, ya fixed up, they`d rather see ya broken
I`m scopin often where the spotlights shine
Me and my crew drinkin tryin ta have a good time
But folks watchin, wearin khakis or Versace
They try to mack me, caught up in the papparazzi
I`ma look what the hogg had become
A top notch nigga with the fame game

Outro: RC

Is it any wonder, I`ll reject ya first
Fame Fame Fame Fame
Is it any wonder, your heart`s too cold to fool
Fame Fame Fame Fame