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 tried to me, the e I'm not soft
I'm very hardcore, droppin like warsaw
It reminds me, in 1984
I went to a party with the master plan
To up, and put the mic in my hand
Everybody was there, junior high 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 wanna the set" "yeah no sweat"
Kickin rhymes in the place, people 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
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, I was tryin to reach the
Tip and I won't stop
To be the master, in the of hip-hop
I did that, and got a for myself
The of e, and all of my wealth
I see my fake friends, but ain't the same
Oh a shame, I diss 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 nine
But when I told my college friends they kicked back and
Said, "you better grab your books and take your to class"
They said, "you couldn't make a record and to get paid
Cause there's too def rappers in the world today"
I said, "yo, my name is m.d. and my 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 mouth was wide
Your head was tilted back you was almost chokin
But I just lounge, and cool the fellas
Like my roomie d-wade, top notch, and ellis
I never hung with girls, only one and she was
First name was terry, last name
My records started sellin then p
From the southern con, known as scsu
But when I go and visit they say, "p bust a rhyme"
I shake my head and then chuckle, and up the peace sign
They wanna feel my gold and 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!"

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
then you didn't know, that I was determined
To be a def rapper with the erick sermon
To be a crowd mover, someone cause trouble
I thought, and came up with e double
I forget, how they used to diss
Sayin he can't rap, because he talks with a
But I got paid, now you stupid
Amazed by the the sound and how we looped it
Now I g's, trunk jewels, and star trims
around town, and flex my black benz
Definitely hooked up, with the system cranks
well off, with 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 because we you
I you, it wasn't me who dissed you, it was the .. "fame!"

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

[parrish
As I freak a style, to a funky fresh rhythm
I use my crazy def talent, that God has
Me to flow slow, and live large
To drop a def lp, and catch 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 and always hear them mumble
"they got lucky on strictly biz but watch the one crumble"
My father always me to wisen up son
Cause if you 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 best
With the crazy imagination as my only
mc's around my way brag how def they are
But now workin full time, and sharin their mom's cars
Always to the girls, how hard you can rock
But you out how you carpin to go punch the clock
we came hittin 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 hot, and when you're not you're not
And when it comes to funky music, the two the spot
So next you see me coolin, bite your lip and respect
Between me and you sonny, straight up, I'm like
I cooled on the run tour, 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 they call
Keep your eyes on your girl, cause p'll be watchin the
Tick tick'n, yo check out p
A new way to sway, brothers keep vickin
Flows and echoes, that exact
But rhymin 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, changed
You insist I act funny, but 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 boss up "fame!" *

and parrish talk to outro]