Luyện nghe bài hát Fame

They was not to ride in Patty's Hearse
And out of Charles' Manson
Took Abraham's through the Todd Bridges expansion
Willis Reid s a map that marks the showin'
On his left George Burns a William's holdin'

Tara Bank ed the money that Khan ed the poor
Alicia Key ed his car for Melbourne Moore
For the Redd Foxx who bought off the block, but though
As Debora Cox the gun 'cuz she beat Kelly's
When Rosa Park ed the truck on the farm Kim Fields

Tripp ed for tryna to walk in Lauryn's Hills
Water dripped outta Farrah's in the glass
She was superfly, Mayfield her ass
Chris Tucker to a show, Ted to a hoe
Diggs the beat, but ain't feelin' the flow

But he signed it fast, for of Johnny's Cash
Nia Long ed for the album to drop, flashed
Tom Sawyer at the Ball up at the foyer
He confronted Prior to hiring his lawyer
Suge's Knight the rook off the board
King was checked and Al Sharpton the sword

Wettin' cream, I ain't fame
Fame is the measure, rap
The where stars are born

The saints marched in, Blowing his horn
Tom Cruise D the boulevard, Rock ed the song
For the hundredth time, pressed rewind to the beginning
They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's
They her to Elizabeth Taylor to dry clean

The lone seamstress, who was schemin' on Al's
You know they shoot for the stars and wild
Like the in the yard who play with Jane's Child
A beautician laced Badu
Sean Comb ed through the evidence, to get a clue

The needle in the haystack, from outta this kid
The would kill him once thrown in Brad's Pitt
Owen the money from the weed Bubba Sparxxx
They was journeys seen far as he in Dick's Clark
Lyons stuck with a thorn from George's Bush

Paul d in the heart as the crowd pushed
alone, Drew Barrymore bones
Of the victims, three blocks from Jim's
They shared the bowl, he caught Natalie's Cole d
The producer, the butter on Esther's Rolle

Russel ed him down, got his jaw wide
In a instant, Brooke Shields him the gunfire
Angie Stone D him to death, those vocals
Keith Sweat from the workout, from runnin' local

With cream, I ain't with the
Fame is the measure, rap
The place where are born

Larry's Bird outta Nicholas' Cage
Joe Tex from Satchel's Paige
Wright letters with ink from Sean's Penn
Infinite bars, you couldn't tell the song end
Glenn Close enough to quickly duck the

Richard Gere ripped while he was climbin' Gates
He was a southerner, posing as a native New
The Kidd took his first steps in Jimmy's Walker
He stayed on line chattin' rap celebs

Bernie's Mack to search Veronica's Webb
It cost them their life for the advice you
Now Pete lay on Vanessa's Redgrave

cream, I ain't with the fame
Fame is the measure, rap
The where stars are born

With cream, I ain't with the
is the measure, rap celebs
The place stars are born