[erick As the wind the mood, it's time to let off A sucker tried to me, the e I'm not soft I'm very hardcore, droppin bombs warsaw It me, back in 1984 When I to a party with the master plan To step up, and put the mic in my Everybody was there, junior high to high schools to get busy, because I knew I had the tools Then I got the heart and by the set I said, "yo, I rock the set" "yeah no sweat" Kickin in the place, people couldn't take it The style I flowed, the way I and baked it on I made a record, and got recognition Everybody's jockin, now 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 and I won't 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 ain't the 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 large Earnin crazy cash flow, the whole yards But when I told my college friends kicked back and laughed Said, "you better your books and take your behind to class" They said, "you make a record and expect to get paid Cause there's too def rappers in the world today" I said, "yo, my is m.d. and my style is def" They said, "your name is parrish son, you're like all the you gettin a contract, but then you 'fess" But when you heard my record playin, mouth was wide open Your was tilted back that you was almost chokin But I just lounge, and cool the fellas Like my roomie d-wade, top notch, and ellis I never with girls, only one and she was mellow First name was terry, name romanello My records started then p withdrew From the college southern con, as scsu But when I often go and visit they say, "p a rhyme" I shake my and then chuckle, and throw up the peace sign They wanna my gold and sport my rolex But p reply really nothin, and don't like to flex And when I step up on the scene I always hear them "yo p's not the same, did you see him diss " 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 Back you didn't know, that I was determined To be a def with the name 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 with a lisp But I got paid, now you stupid Amazed by the style the 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 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 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 crazy def talent, God has given Me to flow slow, and live large To a def lp, and catch mc's off guard Because my started buggin, we used to cool 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 biz but watch the next one crumble" My father always told me to up son if you hung with nine broke friends, you're bound to be the 10th one So I cut my friends off, and p for self Me and erick sermon, and no one Strictly writin def lyrics to my ability With the crazy as my only utility Cause mc's around my way brag how def 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 to go punch the clock Yeah we came hittin hard, so all the had to halt But don't blame us, blame god, his fault For assistin us on the mission of a of no return To do a mc, who did not learn Now you're hot you're hot, and when you're not you're not And when it comes to funky music, the two rock the So next time you see me coolin, your lip and respect Between me and you sonny, up, I'm like death I cooled on the run tour, with flavor and Jazzy jeff and the fresh prince but I that was luck I did shows in crazy countries, like and france Copenhagen, denmark, and I even been to our country, they call africa Keep your eyes on your girl, cause be watchin around the Tick tick'n, yo out p rippin A new way to sway, cause brothers vickin Flows and echoes, sound exact But you're in circles, and you ain't sayin jack So take it in stride, by the way I'm still the First name is still parrish, sue's my girl, nuttin You I act funny, but who's to blame? It wasn't yo! mtv raps, the money, or soul It was the .. "fame!"
[p] it me it was the .. "fame!"
* dj k. la cuts up "fame!" *
[erick and parrish talk to