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

[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, droppin bombs like
It reminds me, back in
When I went to a with the master plan
To step up, and put the mic in my
was there, from junior high to high schools
Dyin to get busy, because I I had the tools
Then I got the and went by the set
I said, "yo, I rock the set" "yeah no sweat"
Kickin rhymes in the place, people take it
The style I flowed, the way I and baked it
Later on I a record, and got recognition
Everybody's jockin, now nobody's
and produced by the new rap duo
Yes epmd, now I'm known in
I see the backstabbers, and the creature features
That to diss me, when I was tryin to reach the
Tip and I won't stop
To be the master, in the field of
I did that, and got a for myself
The image of e, and all of my
I see my fake friends, but things the same
Oh a shame, I diss 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 kicked back and laughed
Said, "you better grab your and take your behind to class"
They said, "you couldn't a record and expect to get paid
Cause there's too many def rappers in the today"
I said, "yo, my is m.d. and my style is def"
They said, "your name is parrish son, you're all the rest
Frontin you a contract, but then you 'fess"
But when you heard my record playin, your was wide open
Your head was tilted back you was almost chokin
But I just lounge, and cool with the
Like my roomie d-wade, top notch, and james
I never with girls, only one and she was mellow
First name was terry, last name
My started sellin then p withdrew
From the southern con, known 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 peace
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 deep 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!"

sermon]
Oh!
Now you know me, before you wasn't speakin
Now you yo! mtv raps every weekend
to see me, the e and the p
Coolin out on the scene, fab 5 freddy
Back then you know, that I was determined
To be a def rapper with the erick sermon
To be a crowd mover, someone that cause
Then I thought, and came up with e
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
by the style the sound and how we looped it
Now I clock g's, trunk jewels, and trims
Cool around town, and my black benz
Definitely hooked up, with the system that
well off, with the ? in the bank
Epmd, is erick makin dollars
Always on tour, so you can call us scholars
You saw me in eighty-seven, have you been because we miss you
I dismissed you, it wasn't me who you, it was the .. "fame!"

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

smith]
As I a funky style, to a funky fresh rhythm
I use my crazy def talent, that God has
Me to flow slow, and still large
To drop a def lp, and catch mc's off
Because my friends buggin, we used to cool at the mall
But on the s.t., the sneak tip, they prayed for my
I used to cruise by in my rock and always hear mumble
"they got on strictly biz but watch the next one crumble"
My father always 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 sermon, and no one else
Strictly writin def to my best ability
the crazy imagination as my only utility
Cause around my way brag how def they are
But now they workin full time, and sharin mom's cars
Always frontin to the girls, how hard you can
But you leave out how you carpin to go punch the
Yeah we hittin hard, so all the talkin had to halt
But blame us, blame god, it's his fault
For assistin us on the mission of a point of no
To do a crab mc, who did not
Now you're hot you're hot, and when you're not you're not
And when it comes to funky music, the two the spot
So next time you see me coolin, bite lip and respect
Between me and you sonny, straight up, I'm 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, like europe and
Copenhagen, denmark, and
I even to our country, that they call africa
Keep your eyes on girl, cause p'll be watchin around the
Tick tick'n, yo out p rippin
A new way to sway, cause brothers vickin
Flows and echoes, that 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, my girl, nuttin 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!" *

and parrish talk to outro]