[erick As the wind sets the mood, time to let off A sucker tried to play me, the e I'm not I'm very hardcore, bombs like warsaw It reminds me, back in I went to a party with the master plan To up, and put the mic in my hand Everybody was there, from junior to high schools Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the Then I got the and went by the set I said, "yo, I rock the set" "yeah no sweat" Kickin rhymes in the place, couldn't take it The style I flowed, the way I shaked and it Later on I made a record, and got Everybody's jockin, now dissin and produced by the new rap duo Yes epmd, now I'm in school I see the backstabbers, and the elderly features That used to diss me, when I was to reach the Tip tip-top and I stop To be the master, in the of hip-hop I did that, and got a name for The of e, and all of my wealth I see my fake friends, but things the same Oh what a shame, I em Who to it wasn't me it was the .. "fame!"
[p] it me it was the .. "fame!"
[parrish Before I cut records I had dreams of large Earnin crazy cash flow, the whole yards But when I told my college friends they kicked and laughed Said, "you better grab books and take your behind to class" They said, "you make a record and expect to get paid Cause too many def rappers in the world today" I said, "yo, my is m.d. and my style is def" said, "your name is parrish son, you're like all the rest Frontin you a contract, but then you 'fess" But when you heard my record playin, your mouth was open Your head was tilted back that you was chokin But I just lounge, and cool with the Like my d-wade, top notch, and james ellis I never with girls, only one and she was mellow First was terry, last name romanello My records started sellin then p From the college con, known as scsu But when I often go and visit say, "p bust a rhyme" I shake my head and chuckle, and throw up the peace sign They wanna feel my and sport my rolex But p reply it's nothin, and don't like to flex And when I step up on the I always hear them whisper "yo p's not the same, did you see him diss " I go deep into my thoughts, 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, with fab 5 Back then you didn't know, I was determined To be a def rapper with the erick sermon To be a mover, someone that cause trouble I thought, and came up with e double I can't forget, how used to diss Sayin he can't rap, because he talks a lisp But I got paid, now you feel by the style the sound and how we looped it Now I clock g's, jewels, and star trims Cool town, and flex my black benz Definitely up, with the system that cranks Livin well off, with the ? in the Epmd, is erick parrish makin Always on tour, so you can call us roads/rhodes You saw me in eighty-seven, where have you because we miss you I dismissed you, it me who dissed you, it was the .. "fame!"
[e] it me it was the .. "fame!"
smith] As I freak a funky style, to a fresh rhythm I use my def talent, that 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 cool at the But on the s.t., the sneak tip, prayed for my downfall I used to cruise by in my rock and always hear them "they got lucky on strictly biz but watch the one crumble" My father always me to wisen up son Cause if you hung with nine broke friends, you're bound to be the one So I cut my friends off, and p went for Me and erick sermon, and no one Strictly writin def to my best ability With the crazy imagination as my utility mc's around my way brag how def they are But now they workin time, and sharin their mom's cars Always frontin to the girls, how you can rock But you leave out how you carpin to go the clock Yeah we came hittin hard, so all the had to halt But don't us, blame god, it's his fault For assistin us on the mission of a of no return To do a crab mc, who did not Now when you're hot hot, and when you're not you're not And when it comes to music, the two rock the spot So next you see me coolin, bite your lip and respect Between me and you sonny, straight up, I'm death I on the run tour, with flavor and chuck Jazzy jeff and the fresh 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 brothers keep and echoes, that sound exact But you're rhymin in circles, and you ain't jack So it in stride, by the way I'm still the same First name is parrish, sue's my girl, nuttin changed You insist I act funny, but who's to It yo! mtv raps, the money, or soul train It was the .. "fame!"
[p] it me it was the .. "fame!"
* dj k. la cuts up "fame!" *
and parrish talk to outro]