F.A.M.E by TLP Lyrics
[Verse 1:TLP]
So give it up for the homie who already mentally feel he made it
But if I ain't had the mentality
Tell me where the fuck I would be
I wouldn't even begin to make the effort to being an emcEe
They wonder how the fuck I'm this unique
I write poems, deep ass music
In such large quantities,dunno how but I find a way
In a matter of minutes,hours,days
Depends on how much time I set aside
All I do is pick up my pen I write
Pick up my curve I type
N let my soul bleed on the white
Until it all becomes red
But its funny how the canvas has my blood on it,yet other rappers become dead
And all I ever wanted was to be set on a stage
Getting the wage,I don't give a fuck about it I just want to know that they truly feel I belong in a cage
Verified twitter account,bout 10 plus million followers,and a bigger actual fan base
The confidence to know that anywhere I go they'll sell out the place
N to see the rest of my Pack make it big
And all in all for them to notice we constantly in last gear
So don't ever try and say that we not or else you asking us to let u shed a tear
Because the truth hurts more than many things do
And I'll point out what your close ones were to pussy to point out to u
(Faith) thank God for everything, I believe in myself to make it
(Ambition) n I'm not making it to the point where I'm just noticed I'm making it to be a legend
(Music)what I do this for bitch because I fucking value it
(Envy) those above me, but still aiming to be the shit uhh
Throw in TLP just for symbolic purposes
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Verse 2:YouNIQUE]
Remember when I told you that I wouldn't be whack
Alright now check this you fag
And I ain't gonna be fake you bag
And I'm just gonna kill ain't no time for skits. Oh Phrenic's
And I don't mean skitsophrenics
Look at the third bar after you fag
And maybe you'll get it get it
Oops it's too late I'm already on the tenth bar
Watch how I leave a scar
On this track
Now skid at
Onto the next bar homie
Lonley?
Put on this track and playback
And maybe you'll feel glad to feel bad
And I ain't got time for girls specially the ones who want diamond pearls
So bitch swirled
Cause I ain't gonna be your puppet
So you better settle for less cause girl you gonna love it
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Verse 3:AUD!0 REB3L]
I don't care anymore
Fuck being hard,right now I'm just chilled back
Like I got a million on my credit card.(Cha ching)
Chilling with my boyz playing around on some beats,(beats)
We ain't got much to do but reach great feats
I want that money to spend on my lady(love you)
Not daily,just for the day
But ay we got some stress on our chests
Like a lady with double d breasts(you feel me)
I've got an open podium with words so complex you'd think I was a plutoniun(I'm not human)
I'm owning em,like slavery
I'm the master and using words to burn like 3rd degree
In this game there is no referee, no money for my skill this one is for free
But if I have to keep saving random lives I'll start to charge
Like a battery
Gotta load up on skill,gotta practice,no shit(really)
That's what they hit,me with
Deep thoughts that can hold all secrets,at a frequence(beats)
All tragedies happen in sequence
We all got em,no bullshit on that
But we gotta deal with our problems like our bodies deal with skat
You know it's a fact we all want cars
We all want bars(drink jack) that we'll never use
Empty threats to women we'll never abuse(fuck that)
We all act like we're the kings,but our resolve breaks when we see them diamond rings
This game is a killer and to destroy it is just automatically sick (illmatic)
We like robots,for that deal
We'll make music we'll never feel and this is for real
You want something cold here's some tamahagane steel
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Verse 4:Enigmo]
Screw all the fake rappers
I call them slackers
Because all their work is the same, they ain't adapters
And their work is as dry as salty crackers
Because it ain't real
They write it to just get a record deal
And the masses appeal to it cause they brain dead
All they think about is getting girls into bed
Or getting money
And to me its funny
Because those ideas suck like a baby's dummy
To be real you need to feel the music
And to loose yourself inside it
You have to admit to all the shit in your life
Don't do it to just get a wife
Do it to ease the pain
In your brain
So you won't go insane
And don't treat this as a game
Because this is serious
And I'm probably delirious
But at least I'm honest
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!
So give it up for the homie who already mentally feel he made it
But if I ain't had the mentality
Tell me where the fuck I would be
I wouldn't even begin to make the effort to being an emcEe
They wonder how the fuck I'm this unique
I write poems, deep ass music
In such large quantities,dunno how but I find a way
In a matter of minutes,hours,days
Depends on how much time I set aside
All I do is pick up my pen I write
Pick up my curve I type
N let my soul bleed on the white
Until it all becomes red
But its funny how the canvas has my blood on it,yet other rappers become dead
And all I ever wanted was to be set on a stage
Getting the wage,I don't give a fuck about it I just want to know that they truly feel I belong in a cage
Verified twitter account,bout 10 plus million followers,and a bigger actual fan base
The confidence to know that anywhere I go they'll sell out the place
N to see the rest of my Pack make it big
And all in all for them to notice we constantly in last gear
So don't ever try and say that we not or else you asking us to let u shed a tear
Because the truth hurts more than many things do
And I'll point out what your close ones were to pussy to point out to u
(Faith) thank God for everything, I believe in myself to make it
(Ambition) n I'm not making it to the point where I'm just noticed I'm making it to be a legend
(Music)what I do this for bitch because I fucking value it
(Envy) those above me, but still aiming to be the shit uhh
Throw in TLP just for symbolic purposes
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Verse 2:YouNIQUE]
Remember when I told you that I wouldn't be whack
Alright now check this you fag
And I ain't gonna be fake you bag
And I'm just gonna kill ain't no time for skits. Oh Phrenic's
And I don't mean skitsophrenics
Look at the third bar after you fag
And maybe you'll get it get it
Oops it's too late I'm already on the tenth bar
Watch how I leave a scar
On this track
Now skid at
Onto the next bar homie
Lonley?
Put on this track and playback
And maybe you'll feel glad to feel bad
And I ain't got time for girls specially the ones who want diamond pearls
So bitch swirled
Cause I ain't gonna be your puppet
So you better settle for less cause girl you gonna love it
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Verse 3:AUD!0 REB3L]
I don't care anymore
Fuck being hard,right now I'm just chilled back
Like I got a million on my credit card.(Cha ching)
Chilling with my boyz playing around on some beats,(beats)
We ain't got much to do but reach great feats
I want that money to spend on my lady(love you)
Not daily,just for the day
But ay we got some stress on our chests
Like a lady with double d breasts(you feel me)
I've got an open podium with words so complex you'd think I was a plutoniun(I'm not human)
I'm owning em,like slavery
I'm the master and using words to burn like 3rd degree
In this game there is no referee, no money for my skill this one is for free
But if I have to keep saving random lives I'll start to charge
Like a battery
Gotta load up on skill,gotta practice,no shit(really)
That's what they hit,me with
Deep thoughts that can hold all secrets,at a frequence(beats)
All tragedies happen in sequence
We all got em,no bullshit on that
But we gotta deal with our problems like our bodies deal with skat
You know it's a fact we all want cars
We all want bars(drink jack) that we'll never use
Empty threats to women we'll never abuse(fuck that)
We all act like we're the kings,but our resolve breaks when we see them diamond rings
This game is a killer and to destroy it is just automatically sick (illmatic)
We like robots,for that deal
We'll make music we'll never feel and this is for real
You want something cold here's some tamahagane steel
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Verse 4:Enigmo]
Screw all the fake rappers
I call them slackers
Because all their work is the same, they ain't adapters
And their work is as dry as salty crackers
Because it ain't real
They write it to just get a record deal
And the masses appeal to it cause they brain dead
All they think about is getting girls into bed
Or getting money
And to me its funny
Because those ideas suck like a baby's dummy
To be real you need to feel the music
And to loose yourself inside it
You have to admit to all the shit in your life
Don't do it to just get a wife
Do it to ease the pain
In your brain
So you won't go insane
And don't treat this as a game
Because this is serious
And I'm probably delirious
But at least I'm honest
[Bridge:AUD!0 REB3L]
Statik Rebellion!
You want fame?(X2)
You can't have it!
[Hook:TLP]
Fame, taking over your brain
All u care bout is Fucking,Admiration,Money,Exhalation
Of the drugs and everybody wanna talk on the same thing
Well I might just break the chain
Because you devoured the game
My hopes to be rap's next saint
Fame!