And my say "We the fame"
One thing we all adore, worth dyin' for but pain, stuck in this game Searching for and fame The one we all adore, something worth dyin' for It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in game for fortune and fame
Though we exist and breathe, believe, currency comes to g's Stresses half the ghetto, with comes greed They got me hot, they shot me, plotted My revenge to increase my ends, gettin' dropped Win or lose, red or blue, we must all true
Play the game, nigga, never let the play you And for the fame, niggas, change fast, a shame What's the game, lost Who our brain? Who can I blame?
The world strange at times, somewhat insane I'm we can change with time I'm livin' blinded searching for a curse And I know death follows me, but I murder him
And worse yet, with breathe, steps I take, breathless Is there a cure for a hustler with a death ashes, coaster, crystal glasses We mash on them jealous bastards with a ski
I'm the one to warn them, blast it, wrap them plastic Bullshittin' got his ass hit, ain't nothing now Treated like a was not for me Nothin' but busters and be rockin' beats, fake in fame
Block run and shoot slugs, we back like hardballs Without the gloves, no love for these fake And thugs, I bleed to envy, smoke and out their blunts Sipping Henney, drunk and hot days my heat, shootin' it sideways
A wife on the run, full of blunts married to my gun, fulfillin' my destiny On knees and one's desires, be all my cabbage priors, stuck in the trance Searching for higher, the fortune and fame
One thing we all adore, worth dyin' for but pain, stuck in this game Searchin' for and fame One thing we all adore, something worth for It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in this Searchin' for fortune and
Searching for fortune and fame, in the rain A loss of the game with life, with the of the game We're forcing the change, mother fuck, the chain All of the blame belongs to the part of this
That we use, nigga, plus my heart is in pain And if I ever lose, homey, bet I'm at it Outlaws don't die, so we stand And if family 'come a foe, all the fortune and
As I walk up in the crib, to rest my head Say some rhymes to the angels, hope bless my bed Hope bless me in a righteous way Got a homie locked down, outta town, I him a kite today
Man, that in your heart, you need to cleanse it, dog Prayin' for my downfall, and I can it, dog I was passed down the street, fame like glocks And aim, was raised up with a clock box And I ran with the street gang
They say the light is faded, but still shine in the You can easy been a man, but a boy in your heart And that's some game that I got from of game In the road of life, dog, we need to up lanes, think about it
One we all adore, something worth dyin' for Nothing but pain, stuck in game for fortune and fame One thing we all adore, worth dying for It's been but pain, stuck in this game Searching for and fame
I can't complain, I've seen my share of fame It change me, then I've got this piece of change I feel strange, I got so to the hood That when I got out At it ain't feel good, I was just a baby
Still retarded slavery, when we struggle to shovel shit Ain't nobody saved me, ghetto ain't me I made myself, the poverty raised me, thinkin' no help I pray for my health, my mind, and my too State of myself, my grind and my family
Where one hand watches the other, no we blood We still real brothers, the struggle is Nothing can steal what we build and that the same 'Till the day that we killed and that's real life, I was to be Love by my family tree, that's fame to me, how it
One thing we all adore, something worth for but pain, stuck in this game Searching for and fame The one thing we all adore, something worth for Nothin' but pain, in this game Searching for fortune and