FameMachine

Fame Machine Oh, so you got talent You know you got the illmatic so you know they gotta have it Can’t give it free, gotta charge a fee, make believe it’s a need They buy it automatic Now, all eyes on me Gotta sacrifice time and privacy Me and Paparazzi playing hide and seek Ghost in the Rolls Royce phantom driving streets So, now, the money’s in play Keep a hundred in case Feeling sly, wanna buy the whole place Now the honey’s in a daze The hataz constipated looking funny in the face Wait, he expresses excessive taste He’s moving too fast, he exceeds successes pace Smith and Wesson just in case Lunatics lose it, gotta keep my family safe It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, its changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, its changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, its changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Changing me Oh, so now you got fame Now they know ya name, but you swore you’d never change But that was all vain Cause now they know your name And now that has all changed Ironic how I’m honest St. Thomas Aquinas Until Judas ruses with pirates Accusing i7iu7e of defiance Trying to knock him off his feet, cause he peaked the highest But my mystique’s messiah Supreme ethereal being, pleading peace and quiet I beseech thee liars Who can’t reach the pyre I’m gone meet the fire But we need the needle cuz We love the fame, we need the drug We need the fix, we need the buzz I’m a fiend, it seems I need it cuz It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Changing me Can you handle pressure Can you motivate yourself, to channel extra effort Or will you Heath Ledger Living in heaven having to watch your own legend Cocaine with Cobain No pain but more prone to throw thangs Cuz of anger that flames like propane If I die out of the lime light with no fame No name for fans to cheer No gain when antsy pansies feign to fear Can you tame the beast Shit I know I can, man, I came to feast Porsche with suicide doors, Parked Amy Winehouse, but do I die for it Truly I’m foreign It’s all bad apples, like fruit and I’m orange It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Changing me Will you sell your soul Or ass like the Kardashians show Or go for fame like a pro And have the masses follow your actions around the globe Either way the blade favors none Ask MJ, why change ya face, son Ask Mike Tyson, if they played him dumb Yo, ask O.J., aye, who made you run Fame Running plays for scum Moneys pays, for some A hundred ways to stunt I know I done it as favor, like maybe once Back when I wasn’t born in 1981 Call me crazy, but I’m paid upfront A flight to Beijing, for an Asian lunch Private planes, trains , on the way a blunt Lamborghinis in Dubai, my favorite, son, one It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Taking over, it’s changing me It’s the fame machine I can feel it in my veins Changing me