2Pac, Outlawz - Fame lyrics
[2Pac, Outlawz - Fame lyrics]
And my niggas say we want the fame!
Come on! Come on!
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
The one thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
It's been nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Though we exist to breed
Some believe currency comes to G's
Stress is half the battle
With success comes greed
They got me hot when they shot me
Plotted my revenge
To increase my ends, enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose, red or blue
We must all stay true play the game, nigga
Never let the game play you
And for the fame, niggas change fast
That's a shame what's to gain
Lost souls? Who controls our brain?
Who can I blame? The world
Seems strange at times somewhat insane
I'm hopin' we can change with time
I'm livin' blinded
Searchin' for refinement curse
I know, death follows me
But I'll murder him first
And worse yet, with each
Breathe, steps I take, breathless
Is there a cure for a
Hustler with a death wish?
Cigar ashes, toast with crystal, glasses
We mash on them jealous bastards
With my ski mask
I'm the first one to want him blasted
Wrapped in plastic
Bullshittin' got his ass hit
Ain't nothing left now
Treated like a stepchild was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches
Be rockin' beats, fake in fame
Block run and shoot slugs
We throw them back like hardballs
Without the gloves
No love for these fake desperadoes
And thugs I bleed to envy
Smoke and blow out they blunts, sippin' Henny
Drunk nights, and hot days
Cockin' my heat, shootin' it sideways
A life on the run, full of common blunts
Unconditionally married to my gun
Fulfillin' my destiny on knees
And one's desires
Be pullin' all my cabbage like priors
Stuck in the trance
Searchin' for something higher
The fortune and fame
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Something we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
It's been nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Lost in the rain a lost of the game
With life is the cost of the game
We forcin' the change
Motherfuck flossin' a chain
All the blame belongs to the
Part of the brain that we never use, nigga
Plus my heart is in pain
And if I ever lose, homie
Bet I'm at it again
Outlaws don't die, so united we stand
And if family come before
All the fortune and fame
As I walk up in the crib
Laid to rest my head
Say salaam to the angels
Hope they bless my bed
Hope they bless me the righteous way
Got a homie locked down outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man, that hate in your heart
You gotta cleanse it, dawg
Prayin' for my downfall, and I can sense it
Dawg i was passed down the street fame
Like Glocks clocked and keep aim
Was raised up with a clock box
And I ran with the local street gang
They say the light is faded but
Still shine in the dark
You can easy been a man
But you's a boy in your heart
And that's some game that I
Got from generation of game
In the road of life, dog
We need to switch up lanes – think about it!
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
Been nothin' but pain stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
I can't complain
I've seen my fair share of the fame
It won't change me
Now I've got this piece of change
I feel strange, I got so used to the hood
That when I finally got out at
First it ain't feel good i was just a baby
Still retarded from slavery
When we struggle to shovel shit
Ain't nobody saved me
Ghetto ain't made me, I made myself
Poverty raised me, thinking ain't no help
I pray for my health, my mind
And my family too
State of myself, my grind, and my family crew
Where one hand washes the other
No, we ain't blood
But we still real brothers
The struggle is real
Nothin' can steal what we build
And that remains the same 'til
The day that we killed
And that's real, life that I was aimed to be
Love by my family tree
That's fame to me – how about it?
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Come on! Come on!
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
The one thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
It's been nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Though we exist to breed
Some believe currency comes to G's
Stress is half the battle
With success comes greed
They got me hot when they shot me
Plotted my revenge
To increase my ends, enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose, red or blue
We must all stay true play the game, nigga
Never let the game play you
And for the fame, niggas change fast
That's a shame what's to gain
Lost souls? Who controls our brain?
Who can I blame? The world
Seems strange at times somewhat insane
I'm hopin' we can change with time
I'm livin' blinded
Searchin' for refinement curse
I know, death follows me
But I'll murder him first
And worse yet, with each
Breathe, steps I take, breathless
Is there a cure for a
Hustler with a death wish?
Cigar ashes, toast with crystal, glasses
We mash on them jealous bastards
With my ski mask
I'm the first one to want him blasted
Wrapped in plastic
Bullshittin' got his ass hit
Ain't nothing left now
Treated like a stepchild was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches
Be rockin' beats, fake in fame
Block run and shoot slugs
We throw them back like hardballs
Without the gloves
No love for these fake desperadoes
And thugs I bleed to envy
Smoke and blow out they blunts, sippin' Henny
Drunk nights, and hot days
Cockin' my heat, shootin' it sideways
A life on the run, full of common blunts
Unconditionally married to my gun
Fulfillin' my destiny on knees
And one's desires
Be pullin' all my cabbage like priors
Stuck in the trance
Searchin' for something higher
The fortune and fame
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Something we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
It's been nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Searchin' for fortune and fame
Lost in the rain a lost of the game
With life is the cost of the game
We forcin' the change
Motherfuck flossin' a chain
All the blame belongs to the
Part of the brain that we never use, nigga
Plus my heart is in pain
And if I ever lose, homie
Bet I'm at it again
Outlaws don't die, so united we stand
And if family come before
All the fortune and fame
As I walk up in the crib
Laid to rest my head
Say salaam to the angels
Hope they bless my bed
Hope they bless me the righteous way
Got a homie locked down outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man, that hate in your heart
You gotta cleanse it, dawg
Prayin' for my downfall, and I can sense it
Dawg i was passed down the street fame
Like Glocks clocked and keep aim
Was raised up with a clock box
And I ran with the local street gang
They say the light is faded but
Still shine in the dark
You can easy been a man
But you's a boy in your heart
And that's some game that I
Got from generation of game
In the road of life, dog
We need to switch up lanes – think about it!
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for
Been nothin' but pain stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
I can't complain
I've seen my fair share of the fame
It won't change me
Now I've got this piece of change
I feel strange, I got so used to the hood
That when I finally got out at
First it ain't feel good i was just a baby
Still retarded from slavery
When we struggle to shovel shit
Ain't nobody saved me
Ghetto ain't made me, I made myself
Poverty raised me, thinking ain't no help
I pray for my health, my mind
And my family too
State of myself, my grind, and my family crew
Where one hand washes the other
No, we ain't blood
But we still real brothers
The struggle is real
Nothin' can steal what we build
And that remains the same 'til
The day that we killed
And that's real, life that I was aimed to be
Love by my family tree
That's fame to me – how about it?
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame
One thing we all adore
Something worth dyin' for nothin' but pain
Stuck in this game
Searchin' for fortune and fame