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

[erick
As the wind sets the mood, it's to let off
A sucker to play me, the e I'm not soft
I'm very hardcore, droppin bombs like
It reminds me, back in
When I went to a party with the master
To up, and put the mic in my hand
Everybody was there, from junior high to schools
Dyin to get busy, because I I had the tools
Then I got the heart and by the set
I said, "yo, I rock the set" "yeah no sweat"
rhymes in the place, people couldn't take it
The style I flowed, the way I shaked and it
Later on I made a record, and got
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 me, when I was tryin to reach the
Tip tip-top and I stop
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 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 I had dreams of livin large
crazy cash flow, the whole nine yards
But when I told my college friends they back and laughed
Said, "you better grab your books and take behind to class"
They said, "you couldn't make a record and to get paid
Cause there's too many def in the world today"
I said, "yo, my name is m.d. and my is def"
said, "your name is parrish son, you're like all the rest
Frontin you gettin a contract, but you 'fess"
But when you heard my record playin, your mouth was wide
Your head was tilted back that you was chokin
But I lounge, and cool with the fellas
Like my roomie d-wade, top notch, and ellis
I never hung with girls, one and she was mellow
First name was terry, last name
My records started sellin p withdrew
From the college southern con, as scsu
But I often go and visit they say, "p bust a rhyme"
I shake my head and then chuckle, and throw up the sign
They wanna feel my gold and sport my
But p reply it's nothin, and don't like to flex
And when I step up on the scene I hear them whisper
"yo p's not the same, did you see him you? "
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, you wasn't speakin
Now you watch yo! mtv raps weekend
to see me, the e and the p
Coolin out on the scene, fab 5 freddy
Back then you didn't know, I was determined
To be a def rapper with the name erick
To be a crowd mover, someone that cause
Then I thought, and up with e double
I can't forget, how they to diss
Sayin he can't rap, he talks with a lisp
But I got paid, now you feel
Amazed by the the sound and how we looped it
Now I clock g's, trunk jewels, and star
Cool around town, and flex my benz
hooked up, with the system that cranks
Livin well off, the ? in the bank
Epmd, is parrish makin dollars
Always on tour, so you can call us roads/rhodes
You saw me in eighty-seven, where have you been we miss you
I you, it wasn't 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 crazy def talent, that God has
Me to flow slow, and live large
To drop a def lp, and mc's off guard
Because my friends started buggin, we to cool at the mall
But on the s.t., the tip, they prayed for my downfall
I to cruise by in my rock and always hear them mumble
"they got lucky on strictly biz but the next one crumble"
My father told me to wisen up son
Cause if you hung with nine broke friends, you're bound to be the one
So I cut my off, and p went for self
Me and sermon, and no one else
Strictly writin def lyrics to my best
the crazy imagination as my only utility
Cause around my way brag how def they are
But now they full time, and sharin their mom's cars
Always to the girls, how hard you can rock
But you leave out how you to go punch the clock
Yeah we came hittin hard, so all the had to halt
But blame 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 hot you're hot, and when you're not you're not
And it comes to funky music, the two rock the spot
So time you see me coolin, bite your lip and respect
me and you sonny, straight up, I'm like death
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 been to our country, that they call africa
Keep your eyes on your girl, p'll be watchin around the
Tick tick'n, yo check out p
A new way to sway, brothers keep vickin
Flows and echoes, that sound
But you're rhymin in circles, and you sayin jack
So it in stride, by the way I'm still the same
name is still parrish, sue's my girl, nuttin changed
You insist I act funny, but to blame?
It wasn't yo! mtv raps, the money, or train
It was the .. "fame!"

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

* dj k. la boss up "fame!" *

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