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And my niggas say We want the FAME C'mon c'mon
[Chorus]
One thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but
pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame
The one
thing we all 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 believe currency comes
to g's Stresses half the ghetto With success comes greed
[echo] 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 [echo] Niggas change fast
[echo] That's a shame [echo] What's the game Lost souls
Who controls our brain? Who can I blame? [echo] The world
seems strange at times Somewhat insane [echo] I'm hoping we can
change with time I'm living blinded [echo] Searching for a ??
curse I know death follows me But I 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 Coaster Crystal glasses
We mash on them jealous bastards With a ski mask I'm the first one
to warn them Blast it Wrapped in plastic Bullshitting got his ass
hit (outlaws) Ain't nothing left now Treated like a stepchild Was
not for me Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all) Be rocking
beats Fake in fame
[Verse 2:]
Block run and shoot
slugs We throw them back like hardballs Without the gloves No love
for these fake desperados And thugs I bleed to envy Smoke and blow out
they blunts Sipping Henney Drunk nights And hot days Cocking my
heat Shooting it sideways A wife on the run Full of common blunts
Unconditionally married To my gun Fulfillin' my destiny On knees
And ones desires Be pulling all my cabbage Like priors Stuck in
the trance Searching for something higher Fortune and fame
[Chorus]
One thing we all adore Something worth dying
for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and
fame (FAME)
The one thing we all 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
Lost in the rain A lose of the game With life the cost of the game
We forcing the change Mother fuck flossing the chain
[echo] All the blame Belongs to the part of the brain
[echo] That we never use nigga Plus my heart is in pain
[echo] And if I ever lose homey Bet I'm at it again
[echo] Outlaws don't die So united we stand [echo] And
if family 'come a foe All the fortune and fame
[echo]
[Verse 4: Napoleon]
As I walk up in the crib
Laid to rest me head Say some rhymes to 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
Your gotta cleanse it dog Praying for my downfall And I can sense it
dog 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 is 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
[Chorus]
One thing we
all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this
game Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)
The one thing we all
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 complain I've seen my fair share of the fame It wont change me
Now I've got this piece of change I feel strange I got so use 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 watches the other No we ain't blood But we still real
brothers The struggle is real Nothing can steal What we build
And that remains the same 'Till that day 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
[Chorus]
One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame
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