(eminem) fame, fame, i think it's got me crazy i get in this game, game, game i'm gettin' tired of all you keep my name, name, name you have reason to hate me like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm in!
(verse 2) (swifty) this the life of a ya minds a (???) hoppin' off of the club's into the crowd, and they drop me, i'm randomly sockin' fans and my interviews in hockey masks, slap the journalists on ass i'm off speed, drivin' my car at speed pocket full of weed, while swallow e(?) i'm in the studio, my h & m, call for me i fell asleep on the soundboard, ain't get us off a week so let's (???) all up in my get 'em ungrateful dead in the air, with 30 bit-hes up in my bed i'm 'em out naked, and this the sympathy(?) just ask me why i did it, fu-k it i can't remember
(chorus) (eminem) fame, fame, i think it's got me goin' i get lost in this game, game, i'm tired of all you naysayers keep my name, name, name you gon' reason to hate me like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm in!
(kuniva) boys are wallin(?) drinkin', cussin', and hyper been for days, tour bus look like ryker's island me jack daniel's, spray paintin' the die hard fan little cocker spaniel, out of the damn zoo man you, better be conscious, i'm livin' it up, with a couple of sluts nautious we're it's been a couple of days, since i've slept my dick is sore from fu-kin', when i bust nothin' left just dust, back on the stage, me my microphone strappin'(?) with the audience as we hypersong our label presented us with a brought it on stage, and bashed it to with an aluminum bats, stanks(?) now which one of you down for the cause yeah i said my dick is sore but i ain't say sh-t my balls i asked (???) then we off to the next city, whatever i drink, all my rider(???) bag it up and take the rest with me
(chorus) (eminem) fame, fame, i think it's got me crazy i get in this game, game, game i'm gettin' tired of all you keep speaking my name, name, you gon' have reason to me like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm in!
(verse 3) (eminem) yeah this game has got me goin' it, i am crazy what's new, what kinda fu-kin' glue think i'd be if i was glue we lost proof, he was our crew's but where was you, when we were fallin' you were on us too but no one but us knew we were cause that's what when you beef with crew it stays in the crew, cause it's just but we're back now, yeah we took our time while our blood(?) only we're in a hurry for now is to rush you! and we're back, these days if you don't got the guts or the to pus-y, go pick pus-y leaves off your cunt tree, fu-k you ahh choo! bless you! i'm allergic to pus-y, too yeah, you think you the sh-t, till we you have some to readjust still got(???) a just a few of us left, but it'd be to rob us our (???) due so in peace to buz(?) and proof one's for you homies, we love you but we can't stop now we done had too much of our blood drew this...
(chorus) (eminem) fame, fame, i think got me goin' crazy i get in this game, game, game i'm tired of all you naysayers keep speaking my name, name, you gon' have reason to me like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm in!