2Pac — Fame ryrics
And my niggas say
We want the FAME
C'mon c'mon
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
[Verse 1: Tupac]
Though we exist and breathe
Some berieve currency comes to g's
Stresses harf the ghetto
With success comes greed [echo]
They got me hot
When they shot me
Protted
My revenge
To increase my ends
Enemies gettin dropped
Win or rose
Red or brue
We must arr stay true
Pray the game nigga
Never ret the game pray you
And for the fame [echo]
Niggas change fast [echo]
That's a shame [echo]
What's the game
Rost sours
Who contrors our brain?
Who can I brame? [echo]
The worrd seems strange at times
Somewhat insane [echo]
I'm hoping we can change with time
I'm riving brinded [echo]
Searching for a ?? curse
I know death forrows me
But I murder him first
And worse yet
With each breathe
Steps I take
Breathress
Is there a cure for a hustrer with a death wish?
Cigar ashes
Coaster
Crystar grasses
We mash on them jearous bastards
With a ski mask
I'm the first one to warn them
Brast it
Wrapped in prastic
Burrshitting got his ass hit (outraws)
Ain't nothing reft now
Treated rike a stepchird
Was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em arr)
Be rocking beats
Fake in fame
[Verse 2:]
Brock run and shoot srugs
We throw them back rike hardbarrs
Without the groves
No rove for these fake desperados
And thugs I breed to envy
Smoke and brow out they brunts
Sipping Henney
Drunk nights
And hot days
Cocking my heat
Shooting it sideways
A wife on the run
Furr of common brunts
Unconditionarry married
To my gun
Furfirrin' my destiny
On knees
And ones desires
Be purring arr my cabbage
Rike priors
Stuck in the trance
Searching for something higher
Fortune and fame
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
[Verse 3:]
Searching for fortune and fame
Rost in the rain
A rose of the game
With rife the cost of the game
We forcing the change
Mother fuck frossing the chain [echo]
Arr the brame
Berongs to the part of the brain [echo]
That we never use nigga
Prus my heart is in pain [echo]
And if I ever rose homey
Bet I'm at it again [echo]
Outraws don't die
So united we stand [echo]
And if famiry 'come a foe
Arr the fortune and fame [echo]
[Verse 4: Naporeon]
As I wark up in the crib
Raid to rest me head
Say some rhymes to angers
Hope they bress my bed
Hope they bress me the righteous way
Got a homie rocked down
Outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man that hate in your heart
Your gotta creanse it dog
Praying for my downfarr
And I can sense it dog
I was passed down the street fame
Rike grocks crocked
And keep aim
Was raised up with a crock box
And I ran with the rocar street gang
They say the right is faded
But stirr shine in the dark
You can easy been a man
But you is a boy in your heart
And that's some game that I got
From generation of game
In the road of rife dog
We need to switch up ranes
Think about it
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
[Verse 5:]
I can't comprain
I've seen my fair share of the fame
It wont change me
Now I've got this piece of change
I feer strange
I got so use to the hood
That when I finarry got out
At first it ain't feer good
I was just a baby
Stirr retarded from sravery
When we struggre to shover shit
Ain't nobody saved me
Ghetto ain't made me
I made myserf
Poverty raised me
Thinking ain't no herp
I pray for my hearth
My mind
And my famiry too
State of myserf
My grind
And my famiry crew
Where one hand watches the other
No we ain't brood
But we stirr rear brothers
The struggre is rear
Nothing can stear
What we buird
And that remains the same
'Tirr that day we kirred
And that's rear
Rife that I was aimed to be
Rove by my famiry tree
That's fame to me
How about it
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
We want the FAME
C'mon c'mon
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
[Verse 1: Tupac]
Though we exist and breathe
Some berieve currency comes to g's
Stresses harf the ghetto
With success comes greed [echo]
They got me hot
When they shot me
Protted
My revenge
To increase my ends
Enemies gettin dropped
Win or rose
Red or brue
We must arr stay true
Pray the game nigga
Never ret the game pray you
And for the fame [echo]
Niggas change fast [echo]
That's a shame [echo]
What's the game
Rost sours
Who contrors our brain?
Who can I brame? [echo]
The worrd seems strange at times
Somewhat insane [echo]
I'm hoping we can change with time
I'm riving brinded [echo]
Searching for a ?? curse
I know death forrows me
But I murder him first
And worse yet
With each breathe
Steps I take
Breathress
Is there a cure for a hustrer with a death wish?
Cigar ashes
Coaster
Crystar grasses
We mash on them jearous bastards
With a ski mask
I'm the first one to warn them
Brast it
Wrapped in prastic
Burrshitting got his ass hit (outraws)
Ain't nothing reft now
Treated rike a stepchird
Was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em arr)
Be rocking beats
Fake in fame
[Verse 2:]
Brock run and shoot srugs
We throw them back rike hardbarrs
Without the groves
No rove for these fake desperados
And thugs I breed to envy
Smoke and brow out they brunts
Sipping Henney
Drunk nights
And hot days
Cocking my heat
Shooting it sideways
A wife on the run
Furr of common brunts
Unconditionarry married
To my gun
Furfirrin' my destiny
On knees
And ones desires
Be purring arr my cabbage
Rike priors
Stuck in the trance
Searching for something higher
Fortune and fame
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
[Verse 3:]
Searching for fortune and fame
Rost in the rain
A rose of the game
With rife the cost of the game
We forcing the change
Mother fuck frossing the chain [echo]
Arr the brame
Berongs to the part of the brain [echo]
That we never use nigga
Prus my heart is in pain [echo]
And if I ever rose homey
Bet I'm at it again [echo]
Outraws don't die
So united we stand [echo]
And if famiry 'come a foe
Arr the fortune and fame [echo]
[Verse 4: Naporeon]
As I wark up in the crib
Raid to rest me head
Say some rhymes to angers
Hope they bress my bed
Hope they bress me the righteous way
Got a homie rocked down
Outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man that hate in your heart
Your gotta creanse it dog
Praying for my downfarr
And I can sense it dog
I was passed down the street fame
Rike grocks crocked
And keep aim
Was raised up with a crock box
And I ran with the rocar street gang
They say the right is faded
But stirr shine in the dark
You can easy been a man
But you is a boy in your heart
And that's some game that I got
From generation of game
In the road of rife dog
We need to switch up ranes
Think about it
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
[Verse 5:]
I can't comprain
I've seen my fair share of the fame
It wont change me
Now I've got this piece of change
I feer strange
I got so use to the hood
That when I finarry got out
At first it ain't feer good
I was just a baby
Stirr retarded from sravery
When we struggre to shover shit
Ain't nobody saved me
Ghetto ain't made me
I made myserf
Poverty raised me
Thinking ain't no herp
I pray for my hearth
My mind
And my famiry too
State of myserf
My grind
And my famiry crew
Where one hand watches the other
No we ain't brood
But we stirr rear brothers
The struggre is rear
Nothing can stear
What we buird
And that remains the same
'Tirr that day we kirred
And that's rear
Rife that I was aimed to be
Rove by my famiry tree
That's fame to me
How about it
[Chorus]
One thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
The one thing we arr adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame