Fame, fame, fame I think it's got me goin' crazy Ohhhohhh I get lost in this game, game, game I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers Ohhhohhh keep speaking my name, name, name you gon' have reason to hate me yeahhhheahhh it's like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm goin' in!
This the life of a rocker gave ya minds a vodka hoppin' off of the club's balcony into the crowd, surfin' and when they drop me, i'm randomly sockin' fans and when my interviews in hockey masks, slap the journalists on they ass I'm high off speed, drivin' my car at high speed pocket full of weed, while lesbians swallow E I'm in the studio, envy my H & M, gon' call for me cause I fell asleep on the soundboard, ain't get us off a week so let's go all up in my head get 'em back ungrateful dead bustin' in the air, with 30 bitches up in my bed I'm kickin' 'em out naked, and this December just ask me why I did it, well fuck it I can't remember
Fame, fame, fame I think it's got me goin' crazy Ohhhohhh I get lost in this game, game, game I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers Ohhhohhh keep speaking my name, name, name you gon' have reason to hate me yeahhhheahhh it's like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm goin' in!
Some boys are wyllin drinkin', cussin', and hyper smilin' been ridin' for days, tour bus look like Ryker's Island hand me Jack Daniel's, spray paintin' the die hard fan little cocker spaniel, fresh out of the damn zoo man you, better be conscious, I'm backstage livin' it up, with a couple of sluts feelin' nautious we're drinkin' it's been a couple of days, since i've slept my dick is sore from fuckin', when I bust there's nothin' left just dust, back on the stage, give me my microphone scrappin' with the audience as we perform hypersong our label presented us with a plaque brought it on stage, and bashed it to pieces with an aluminum bats, stanks now which one of you bitches down for the cause yeah I said my dick is sore but I ain't say shit about my balls I asked (Last call) then we off to the next city, yeah whatever I didn't drink, all my rider bag it up and take the rest with me
Fame, fame, fame I think it's got me goin' crazy Ohhhohhh I get lost in this game, game, game I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers Ohhhohhh keep speaking my name, name, name you gon' have reason to hate me yeahhhheahhh it's like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm goin' in!
Yeah this game has got me goin' crazy fuck it, I am crazy what's new, what kinda fuckin' glue you'd think I'd be if I was glue we lost Proof, he was our crew's glue but where was you, when we were fallin' apart you were sittin on us too but no one but us knew we were beefin' cause that's what happens when you beef with crew it stays in the crew, cause it's just crew but we're back now, yeah we took our time while our blood grew only thing we're in a hurry for now is to rush you! and we're back, these days if you don't got the guts or the nuts to pussy, go pick your pussy leaves off your cunt tree, fuck you AHH CHOO! bless you! i'm allergic to pussy, sluts too yeah, you think you the shit, till we flush you have some bullshit to readjust to now there are just a few of us left, but it'd be unjust to rob us our just due so rest in peace to Bugz and Proof this one's for you homies, we love you but we can't stop now we done had too much of our blood drew from this...
Fame, fame, fame I think it's got me goin' crazy Ohhhohhh I get lost in this game, game, game I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers Ohhhohhh keep speaking my name, name, name you gon' have reason to hate me yeahhhheahhh it's like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm goin' in!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
