Luyện nghe bài hát It Wasn't Me, It Was The Fame

[erick
As the sets the mood, it's time to let off
A sucker tried to me, the e I'm not soft
I'm hardcore, droppin bombs like warsaw
It me, back in 1984
When I went to a party with the master
To step up, and put the mic in my
was there, from junior high to high schools
Dyin to get busy, I knew I had the tools
I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "yo, I wanna the set" "yeah no sweat"
Kickin rhymes in the place, people couldn't it
The style I flowed, the way I shaked and it
on I made a record, and got recognition
Everybody's jockin, now nobody's
Written and by the new rap duo
Yes epmd, now I'm in school
I see the backstabbers, and the creature features
That used to diss me, I was tryin to reach the
Tip tip-top and I won't
To be the master, in the field of
I did that, and got a name for
The of e, and all of my wealth
I see my fake friends, but 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!"

[parrish
Before I cut records I had dreams of large
crazy cash flow, the whole nine yards
But when I told my college friends they kicked back and
Said, "you better grab your books and take behind to class"
They said, "you couldn't a record and expect to get paid
Cause too many def rappers in the world today"
I said, "yo, my name is m.d. and my is def"
They said, "your name is son, you're like all the rest
Frontin you a contract, but then you 'fess"
But you heard my record playin, your mouth was wide open
Your head was tilted that you was almost chokin
But I lounge, and cool with the fellas
Like my 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
the college southern con, known as scsu
But I often go and visit they say, "p bust a rhyme"
I my head and then chuckle, and throw up the peace sign
wanna feel my gold and sport my rolex
But p it's really nothin, and don't like to flex
And I step up on the scene I always hear them whisper
"yo p's not the same, did you see him diss "
I go deep into my thoughts, then I questioned my
It me, the money, or the fortune, it was the .. "fame!"

[p] it me it was the .. "fame!"

sermon]
Oh!
Now you wanna know me, you wasn't speakin
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 crowd mover, someone that trouble
Then I thought, and up with e double
I can't forget, how they used to
Sayin he can't rap, he talks with a lisp
But I got paid, now you feel
by the style the sound and how we looped it
Now I clock g's, trunk jewels, and star
around town, and flex my black benz
Definitely hooked up, the system that cranks
Livin off, with the ? in the bank
Epmd, is erick parrish dollars
Always on tour, so you can call us roads/rhodes
You saw me in eighty-seven, have you been because we miss you
I dismissed you, it me who dissed you, it was the .. "fame!"

[e] it me it was the .. "fame!"

[parrish
As I freak a funky style, to a funky fresh
I use my def talent, that God has given
Me to flow slow, and live large
To drop a def lp, and catch mc's off
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 by in my rock and always hear them mumble
"they got lucky on strictly biz but watch the one crumble"
My always told me to wisen up son
Cause if you hung with nine broke friends, bound to be the 10th one
So I cut my off, and p went for self
Me and erick sermon, and no one
Strictly writin def lyrics to my best
With the crazy imagination as my utility
mc's around my way brag how def they are
But now they full time, and sharin their mom's cars
Always frontin to the girls, how you can rock
But you out how you carpin to go punch the clock
Yeah we came hard, so all the talkin had to halt
But blame us, blame god, it's his fault
For assistin us on the of a point of no return
To do a crab mc, who did not
Now when you're hot you're hot, and you're not you're not
And when it comes to funky music, the two rock the
So next time you see me coolin, bite lip and respect
me and you sonny, straight up, I'm like death
I cooled on the run tour, with flavor and
Jazzy jeff and the prince but I guess that was luck
I did shows in countries, like europe and france
Copenhagen, denmark, and
I even been to our country, that they africa
Keep your on your girl, cause p'll be watchin around the
tick'n, yo check out p rippin
A new way to sway, cause keep vickin
and echoes, that sound exact
But you're in circles, and you ain't sayin jack
So take it in stride, by the way I'm the same
First name is still parrish, my girl, nuttin changed
You insist I act funny, but to blame?
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!" *

[erick and parrish talk to