Texty:
Crowded House Fame Is

be the one to fix it up Love children of the new age Just a hippy with a weekly wage There's no rebellion, just a chance to be lazy When fame is in

ll be the one to fix it up Love children of the new age Just a hippy with a weekly wage There's no rebellion, just a chance to be lazy When fame is

brother like me in the back seat Just because I curse the beat E hits the fader and the crowd is lit I start bustin' off some new shit The stage is so

about court You take a pack and bring it back, don't come up short 'Cause any day can be your day, so don't play Yay got the yay, Fame got the **, okay

put yo click up and shout it out loud Bia bia - get buck in the motherfuckin' crowd Bia bia - get buck in the motherfuckin' crowd We run this bitch

fuck with the way I'm rhyming They say it's too slow but it bought these diamonds Too $hort baby is the name I use A '93 Lexus is what I cruise Clean

be a rock superstar in the biz And take from people who don't know what it is I wish it was all fun and games But the price of fame is high And some

You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz And take shit from people who don't know what it is I wish it was all fun and games but the price of fame is

career started Back in '88 it was about battle rappin' and shootin' guns off at house parties, say "HO" (BANG! BANG!BANG!) ? before rhymin' No complainin' , no money, no fame