Fameless, can’t get out but I’m fameless
Yes, I talk about fame, man!
What’s the matter with stardom
We’re gonna break it through!
It’s a nice nice slavery we’re ridin’ to
we just find ourselves actractives...
handin’ out autographs by the swimming
pool
I should find out a way but I don’t know how
I’m gonna spit heart & brain out
One more time, for THE SHOW, we will satisfy
all of your true need of freshness
it’s a hard way back if we fail the hit
fillin’ up our nights with the same old beat...
so ride it...