(eminem) fame, fame, i think it's got me goin' i get lost in this game, game, i'm gettin' of all you naysayers keep my name, name, name you gon' have 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 gave ya a (???) off of the club's balcony into the crowd, and when drop me, i'm randomly sockin' fans and my interviews in hockey masks, slap the on they ass i'm off speed, drivin' my car at high 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 (???) all up in my head get 'em back 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 it's got me goin' crazy i get lost in game, game, game i'm gettin' of all you naysayers keep my name, name, name you gon' have reason to me like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm in!
(kuniva) boys are wallin(?) drinkin', cussin', and hyper been ridin' for days, bus look like ryker's island hand me daniel's, spray paintin' the die hard fan little cocker spaniel, fresh out of the zoo man you, better be conscious, i'm livin' it up, a couple of sluts feelin' nautious we're drinkin' it's a couple of days, since i've slept my dick is sore from fu-kin', i bust there's nothin' left dust, back on the stage, give me my microphone strappin'(?) the audience as we perform hypersong our label presented us a plaque 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 about my balls i asked (???) we off to the next city, yeah whatever i didn't drink, all my rider(???) bag it up and take the rest me
(chorus) (eminem) fame, fame, i think it's got me crazy i get lost in this game, game, i'm tired of all you naysayers keep speaking my name, name, you have reason to hate me like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm in!
(verse 3) (eminem) yeah game has got me goin' crazy fu-k it, i am what's new, kinda fu-kin' glue you'd think i'd be if i was glue we proof, he was our crew's glue but where was you, when we fallin' apart you were on us too but no one but us knew we beefin' cause that's what happens when you with crew it stays in the crew, cause just crew but we're back now, yeah we our time while our blood(?) grew only thing we're in a hurry for now is to you! and back, these days if you don't got the guts or the nuts to pus-y, go pick your leaves off your cunt tree, fu-k you ahh choo! bless you! i'm to pus-y, sluts too yeah, you think you the sh-t, we flush you some bullsh-t to readjust still got(???) a a few of us left, but it'd be unjust to rob us our (???) due so in peace to buz(?) and proof this for you homies, we love you but we can't stop now we done had too much of our drew from this...
(chorus) (eminem) fame, fame, i it's got me goin' crazy i get lost in this 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!