[erick As the wind the mood, it's time to let off A sucker tried to play me, the e I'm not I'm hardcore, droppin bombs like warsaw It reminds me, back in When I went to a party the master plan To step up, and put the mic in my Everybody was there, from high to high schools Dyin to get busy, I knew I had the tools Then I got the heart and by the set I said, "yo, I wanna the set" "yeah no sweat" rhymes in the place, people couldn't take it The style I flowed, the way I and baked it Later on I a record, and got recognition jockin, now nobody's dissin Written and by the new rap duo Yes epmd, now I'm in school I see the backstabbers, and the elderly creature That used to diss me, when I was tryin to the Tip tip-top and I won't To be the master, in the of hip-hop I did that, and got a for myself The of e, and all of my wealth I see my friends, but things ain't the same Oh what a shame, I em Who to blame? it me it was the .. "fame!"
[p] it me it was the .. "fame!"
smith] Before I cut records I had dreams of livin Earnin cash flow, the whole nine yards But when I told my college they kicked back and laughed Said, "you better your books and take your behind to class" They said, "you couldn't a record and expect to get paid Cause there's too def rappers in the world today" I said, "yo, my name is m.d. and my is def" They said, "your is parrish son, you're like all the rest Frontin you a contract, but then you 'fess" But when you my record playin, your mouth was wide open Your head was tilted back you was almost chokin But I just lounge, and with the fellas my roomie d-wade, top notch, and james ellis I never hung with girls, only one and she was First name was terry, last romanello My records started sellin then p From the college southern con, known as But when I often go and visit say, "p bust a rhyme" I my head and then chuckle, and throw up the peace sign They wanna feel my gold and my rolex But p reply it's really nothin, and like to flex And when I step up on the scene I always hear whisper "yo p's not the same, did you see him you? " I go into my thoughts, then I questioned my brain It me, the money, or the fortune, it was the .. "fame!"
[p] it me it was the .. "fame!"
[erick Oh! Now you wanna know me, before you wasn't Now you watch yo! mtv every weekend to see me, the e and the p Coolin out on the scene, fab 5 freddy then you didn't know, that I was determined To be a def rapper with the name erick To be a mover, someone that cause trouble Then I thought, and up with e double I can't forget, how used to diss Sayin he can't rap, because he with a lisp But I got paid, now you stupid Amazed by the style the and how we looped it Now I g's, trunk jewels, and star trims around town, and flex my black benz Definitely hooked up, with the system that Livin off, with the ? in the bank Epmd, is erick parrish makin Always on tour, so you can us roads/rhodes scholars You saw me in eighty-seven, where have you because we miss you I you, it wasn't me who dissed you, it was the .. "fame!"
[e] it me it was the .. "fame!"
[parrish As I freak a funky style, to a fresh rhythm I use my crazy def talent, God has given Me to flow slow, and still large To drop a def lp, and mc's off guard Because my friends started buggin, we used to at the mall But on the s.t., the sneak tip, they for my downfall I used to cruise by in my rock and always them mumble "they got on strictly biz but watch the next one crumble" My always told me to wisen up son Cause if you hung with broke friends, you're bound to be the 10th one So I cut my off, and p went for self Me and erick sermon, and no one writin def lyrics to my best ability With the imagination as my only utility mc's around my way brag how def they are But now they workin full time, and sharin their mom's Always frontin to the girls, how hard you can But you leave out how you carpin to go the clock Yeah we came hard, so all the talkin had to halt But don't blame us, blame god, his fault For us on the mission of a point of no return To do a mc, who did not learn Now when you're hot you're hot, and you're not you're not And when it comes to funky music, the two the spot So time you see me coolin, bite your lip and respect Between me and you sonny, straight up, I'm like I on the run tour, with flavor and chuck Jazzy and the fresh prince but I guess that was luck I did shows in crazy countries, europe and france Copenhagen, denmark, and I even been to our country, that call africa your eyes on your girl, cause p'll be watchin around the Tick tick'n, yo out p rippin A new way to sway, cause keep vickin Flows and echoes, that exact But you're rhymin in circles, and you ain't sayin So it in stride, by the way I'm still the same First name is still parrish, sue's my girl, changed You insist I act funny, but who's to It wasn't yo! mtv raps, the money, or soul It was the .. "fame!"
[p] it me it was the .. "fame!"
* dj k. la boss up "fame!" *
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