Lyrics:
attacked by paparazzi
You don't want fame, you don't want fame
You don't want fame, you don't want fame
That shit mess wit yo brain, mess wit yo brain
Always
into someone's coffee
Then it avoids an awful lot of mess
It's murder by numbers one two three
It's as easy to learn as your ABC
Murder
looking for
Fortune and fame
They don't know
That it's all the same
It's like any other game
You know there's a loser
But it's alright
When you
There's a pirate, known to fame
Black Macocco was the Pirate's name
In his day, the tops was he
Round the Caribbean or Caribbean Sea
When he
(Before the Rollie)
Before the Rollie, before the fame (Before the fame)
Before the money, before the game (Before the game)
Before them bitches
Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless
Was it something I did
In another life?
I try and try
But nothing comes out right
For me
Bad Karma
Killing me by degrees
I took a wrong turn
(Before the Rollie)
Before the Rollie, before the fame (Before the fame)
Before the money, before the game (Before the game)
Before them bitches
He wore a malo and a coconut hat
One was for this and the other for that
All the people shouted as he went by
He was the cockeyed mayor
Have you heard of the ship called the good Reuben James? Run by hard fighting men both of honor and of fame.
She flew the Stars and Stripes
used, it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame
(We smoke)
We smoke
We don't care about (We smoke)
The fame and the bullshit
The fame and the bullshit
The fame and the bullshit
The fame
Forever may not exist
But man do we got our moments
Killing time making a name
Wasn't about money or the fame
Why hide scars?
It's who we are
court
And light up around the world just to hear you scream
Blown away by fame
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor
Never learn in faith
I drive by Airports three times a day
Synchronizing every single move
It's on the airwaves you're coming my way
Sure I don't have much to lose
and fame
Casey Jones was his name
From Memphis, Tennessee
On that Cannonball Express
By the whining of the whistle
You could tell him from
of view
Into the depths of hell for you
I would lead where others would not try
By your side
I can't speak
Think about it ,don't worry
Take
the other birds are flocking 'round her
And she is despised by the squad
But the great speckled bird in the Bible
Is one with the great church of God.
3. All
words and music by, LaVonna Marie Young
Supernatural King Of Kings THE ONE WHOM SWEPT ME OFF MY FEET CREATOR OF NATURE AND A BEAUTIFUL THING
KING
(Mose Allison)
I don't want much in this world
It's th' simple things I treasure
'Till I die I would get by on fame, riches and sensual pleasure
Once there was a mountain man who couldn't write his name
Yet he deserves the front row seat in History's Hall of Fame
He forgot more about
yesterday when the world was young.
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is some sort of fame,
Come by for a drink, we're having a game,
[Chorus: Wale]
I call a spade a spade
What you want me to say,
Say I'm destined for fame, well I am very afraid.
Do you know what fame is?
If you
Date four hoes, make her smile and make her moan though
Lady charmer put armor by your baby mama
I hate to say it a later moment I didn't warn ya
High
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