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Bitch I feel like Mike Jack
Check the first name from the hearse fame
We don't lurk, mayne
(b-b-bitch I'm Mike Jack)
Feeling off the wall why you in

devastated soul
Hang the trophy on the wall of fame
Ravenous for gold
Sycophant glamour
Sycophant glamour
Whoever can be sacrificed
For their own sake
Pursue

millies
Money calling on my phone got No time for bitches
Am coming on the way trynna tie My shoes
Make the money fuck the fame
When you snooze you loose

Seize all this towns, bitch, i feeling like i'm kaiju
Fame on my mind, fuck your walls, i'ma break through!
Заряжаю грязь, Билли Кид - стреляю с двух

coming out my shell
I'm sorry you can't control me now
I'm sorry this liquor's raising hell
You cannot help me I'll help myself
Ok back against the wall

FAME'S A SIN
Red carpet fantasies, that’s a typical dream,
But what it is, isn’t what they need
Cocaine & limousines, every party’s a scar
Paparazzi

Just Paul Wall

Paul Wall

The Peoples Champ

2005

Paul Wall, I'm the People's Champ
It ain't easy bein' the People's Champ
It's the new me, new me, new me, new me,
True, a lot of struggles I done

town

Dream of ivy-covered walls and smoky French cafes
(Watch it!)
Fight the urge to strike a match and set this dump ablaze!

Oops
Ram Sweeney

town

Dream of ivy-covered walls and smoky French cafes
(Watch it!)
Fight the urge to strike a match and set this dump ablaze!

Oops
Ram Sweeney

Filth ridden in disguise
Telling no more lies
I'm waiting in the woods tonight

When heaven's crying blood
and no-one understood
Face the wall

Babilon
Pot sex kwit pęd stres flow Gra o tron
Lot trend trip fame zew wciąż włada mną

Sex krew dragi hajs zew pot biały lot
Zew hajs zdrady krew sex nowy

Get Live, To the hoop ya'll get live, 2003
Get live, Swish, woohoo!

Scribble on the wall
Got them dribbling the ball
It's the number one player in

running in circles gotta get my back off this wall
It's still me against the world and I'm trapped in the game
It's like the more things change, the more

has evolved?
Load up my things! We're headed out before they put up the wall 
I'm packin up all my tools, I finished building a car
Apocalypse style

hear are echoes
Baby, all I hear are echoes 
Just my own voice bouncin' off these walls
Prayin' for a call
I'm going crazy baby, my fists through

Comin' at ya
And to you I proclaim
If you don't like the game
If you don't like my name
If you can't take the fame
Then I'll ContraStyle the game

the mic I empty my brain so
Elegantly against the grain so
You can get a hint at how my pain goes

Fame, fame, fortune, gold
I don't wanna sell my soul
Just

(Yeah)
I used to wonder where I'd be in twenty years
I used to dream about a life that's free of stress, regret and fear
Never wanted fame

Let's make a toast for all the lost souls
What's the price of fame shit come wit a cost so
How y'all be paying for it? Only god knows
How's a young

dropping your boys employed
Watching the clock
(Fuck the power and the fame i want the money and the chain yeah)
We got big shit popping
The little shit

(yeah), head to the sky (yeah)
Finger on the trigger (yeah, yeah), tryna stay alive
Got my back against the wall (wall), tryna survive
Lord, let me know

Lust of the Libertines [Bonus Track]

The Libertines

Anthems for Doomed Youth [Deluxe Edition]

2015

Is really quite tame
It rages quietly nigh here beside you
And your lust for fame
But fame is such a sinister game, I know
It could all end this

his fame
It's not something he wanted so what will I do in my time?
My pride is already playin strong I honestly want it to die 
This mission ain't for

no concrete wall

All that corruption that you're eating at your table
Will never keep the clean heart down
It was ordained we should serve by leading,