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Don't even try, don't reply, then you want to die
I make you rhyme though it's time
Committe an innocent crime
It's the truth no excuse a visual rhyme

Critical and furious
Heads are flying everywhere but
I remain oblivious
Through it all, I got a wall, in front of me
Above me, below me
You're acting like

see, we never involve the law
If it seems the walls are closing in
It's only 'cause they are motherfucker

Hmm, you tryna get some hood fame, ain't cha?

see, we never involve the law
If it seems the walls are closing in
It's only 'cause they are motherfucker

Hmm, you tryna get some hood fame, ain't cha?

the fame, but we came to eat
now these Titans never have a thing they can say to me

Hear them scream my name like it’s AoT
Rappers hate the game cause they

gracious
Knowing that I really made it out the basement
So leave space we got a wall to claim
We gon' make it to the Hall of Fame
We the greatest
I'm feelin'

sit atop a the wall
But don't look down so far to fall

I played my part, I played the game
And while I did I reached for fame
So now I sit atop

not worried bout the fame
I just wanna play the game
I just want to let this beautiful world know my name
I got my back against the wall
Got my family

New player new player Jee Well's in the game
Dreamin' bout get my name on the wall of fame
Imma real, with the real always been the same
Get my

something

I got no hope, no, cos hope is a business
Held by those who got it all, house, cars and mistress
Why 'd ya think there are walls of fame
But songs

Fame and Fortune

Graham Coxon

The Golden D

2000

Pretty faces on the wall 
Oh no no no

Fame and fortune is a stupid game and
Fame and fortune is the game I play
Fame and fortune is a stupid game

to the terror dome
Make yourself at hellish home
All you need is bread and a
Zenith to play the Zeppelin on
Skip to the wall all stoney
And hit the deck running

call it celebration?
Or united nation
Put it to your head

Oh great white city
I've got the adequate committee
Where have your walls gone?
I think

never change
And I pray we stay the same (turn the beat off ya)
Fame changin' everybody 'round me (yo, yo wah)

Ok, good business with mad friends

New York Giants

M.O.P.

Yeeeah Baby [Clean]

2000

'Cause my committee ain't only known for the flowin'
Put they holes in your colon, send you rollin'
like when you're bowlin' a perfect strike 
let me

Your excused from the roundtable admissions committee
Activist legends turned hostage in fallen cities
Dirty earthlings circling vision immaculate
Spin

Fame!
Fame!
They see you
And read you
Bleed you
And eat you
Feeding
Upon you
Dreaming
Has killed you
Fame!
Time does us all but
(Fame!) hangs you

Fortune and fame is the name of the game but I came with the flame
Fortune and fame is the name of the game but I came with the flame
Fortune

punchin' them walls, my cousin got molested man
Tryin' to keep a smile, because I know it can't always rain
Paparazzi taken pictures, swallowed by the fame

Up in the Hall of Fame
If I don't make it I'm the one to blame
I wanna be up in the hall of fame
If I don't make (mumbles)

I wanna be up in

heavy
(Just call my name)
From the blocks to the hall of fame
It's all the same, the game don't change
(Just call my name)
We ain't scurred 'round here -

up against the wall

Targeted individual
Have to get to the bottom
Of who’s pulling the strings
I’m a targeted individual
Got to get to the bottom

perched on the bricks, 
Just when I seem to lose it all, 
The more I seem to get. 

My back is against the wall, 
The world lies on my shoulders.
My back is

If you want the bucks, you can pour for it
If you want the fame, you can go for it
I'm just tryna make it real big soon
Fame on my mind, when I hear