Key: C minor•
Verse 1
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You know it's all about
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fame
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You know it's all about
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fame
Verse 2
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I'm a winner in my book
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Made cuisine, in the kitchen, the fly cook
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In the air like a rim in a skyhook
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Deaf jock, my left hook
This is easy work
It's the mic mechanics
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See the greasy shirt
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This is easy perks
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Follow two steps dot on the chopper
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My bitch know GQ
Manolo boots keep cursin'
at the hustlers
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You're cursing at the coarseness
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No sales, you better have my cash
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The feds don't grab me,
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In the leadin roll, call it cruise control
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Every day is shakable, everything
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No tings in my armor,
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I'm feeling unbreakable
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I'm top rank for the
Verse 3
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fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
Verse 4
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I'm an all, I draw ink
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Resemble war tank,
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the grass chopper
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Spilling up more drink
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What would I do,
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I think of ways to smash'em
Eyes on me, I throw the anthem
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in the green fathom,
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Joke of the town,
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don't he love handsome
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Your little league, you only made your dad
I'm passing European checks
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I'm your early morning toothache
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Stop the ropes, this is how I...
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Cotton candy, hot sip and brandy
these skinny fans fruitcake
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I'm dosing on my ramble
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You stoking on my time
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From the fowl line back to the huddle
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Right tracks on the bullet train
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To the shuttle
Verse 5
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fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
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Verse 6
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Raised by wolves like the
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book back of Ario
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Did a lot of dirt but never
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would say sorry though
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Wild like the lamb boys down in El Barrio
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Run to 'em and run from 'em
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He's a killer so you can't
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take his gun from him
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He bad coat so his hands
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feel nothing from him
better dumb dumb him
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Probably a 45, my job is making sure
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If they violate the big
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Out in there stretching in the ambulance
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We ain't left the ham gram
But niggers moving grams
on the hand to hand
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If I'm talking snow
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I ain't thinking of rap
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but catch me in a battle stamp
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Yeah it's the ghost motherfucker
yeah smoke
Motherfuckers
Verse 7
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Think Imma rope range
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The killer here red bone
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Put that on my hash stone
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You see the jem stone
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Headphones, Dr. Dre,
your new sensation
Yeah I got a lot to say
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So misunderstood
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Let her speak
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The new voice in the hood,
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never had to hide
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Always had the heart keep
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And I land on the sharks for the
Verse 8
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fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
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For the fame
Outro 1
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