Fame, I`m the man that takes things over 
Fame makes me loose, hard to swallow 
Fame puts me there where things are hollow 
Fame 

Fame 
It`s not your brain, it`s just the flame 
The bitch is gonna get your ends 
SLAIN! 

(You know I need the money, I will get the money 
Cos I need the cash, hey c`mon gotta get it) 
(You know I need the money, I will get the money 
Cos I need the cash, hey c`mon gotta get it) 

Chorus: RC 

Fame, what you like is in the limo 
Fame, take it now there`s no tomorrow 
Fame, what you need you`ll have to borrow 
Fame 

Fame 
Nine is fine, it plays for time 
I`ma lemme hit you from be-hind 
Fame, Fame 

Fame 
A bullet for me, I bust it for you 
I love it when you grab my gun 
Fame 
Fame, what`s your name? What`s your name? What`s your name? 
Say my name? Say my name? Say my name? 

[King Tee] 

The world`s famous, rugged with the superstar persona 
Rough designer, the chubby alcoholic rhymer 
Big timer, I`m known in places I haven`t even been 
Executed styles behind men 
Oh God, I preach that old Hudd City gospel 
My look`s hostile, hittin Remy from the bottle 
The fame is like I`m possessed wit game 
And everywhere I go, hos screamin my name 
But I`m rollin, not that my bald head`s swollen 
I`m towin, ya fixed up, they`d rather see ya broken 
I`m scopin often where the spotlights shine 
Me and my crew drinkin tryin ta have a good time 
But folks watchin, wearin khakis or Versace 
They try to mack me, caught up in the papparazzi 
I`ma look what the hogg had become 
A top notch nigga with the fame game 

Outro: RC 

Is it any wonder, I`ll reject ya first 
Fame Fame Fame Fame 
Is it any wonder, your heart`s too cold to fool 
Fame Fame Fame Fame