Fame

Fame, fame, fame

I think it's got me goin' crazy

Ohhhohhh

I get lost in this game, game, game

I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers

Ohhhohhh

Keep speaking my name, name, name

You gon' have reason to hate me

Yeahhhheahhh

It's like. you. don't. want. me to win

So. this. time. i'm goin' in!

This the life of a rocker

Gave ya minds a vodka

Hoppin' off of the club's balcony

Into the crowd, surfin'

And when they drop me, i'm randomly sockin' fans

And when my interviews in hockey masks,

Slap the journalists on they ass

I'm high off speed,

Drivin' my car at high speed

Pocket full of weed, while lesbians swallow e

I'm in the studio, envy

My h & m, gon' call for me

Cause i fell asleep on the soundboard, ain't get us off a week

So let's (???) all up in my head

Get 'em back ungrateful dead

Bustin' in the air, with 30 bitches up in my bed

I'm kickin' 'em out naked, and this december

Just ask me why i did it, well fuck it i can't remember

Fame, fame, fame

I think it's got me goin' crazy

Ohhhohhh

I get lost in this game, game, game

I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers

Ohhhohhh

Keep speaking my name, name, name

You gon' have reason to hate me

Yeahhhheahhh

It's like. you. don't. want. me to win

So. this. time. i'm goin' in!

Some boys are wyllin

Drinkin', cussin', and hyper smilin'

Been ridin' for days, tour bus look like ryker's island

Hand me jack daniel's, spray paintin' the die hard fan

Little cocker spaniel, fresh out of the damn zoo

Man you, better be conscious, i'm backstage

Livin' it up, with a couple of sluts feelin' nautious

We're drinkin' it's been a couple of days, since i've slept

My dick is sore from fuckin', when i bust there's nothin' left

Just dust, back on the stage, give me my microphone

Scrappin' with the audience as we perform hypersong

Our label presented us with a plaque

Brought it on stage, and bashed it to pieces with an aluminum bats, stanks

Now which one of you bitches down for the cause

Yeah i said my dick is sore but i ain't say shit about my balls

I asked (last call) then we off to the next city, yeah

Whatever i didn't drink, all my rider bag it up and take the rest with me

Fame, fame, fame

I think it's got me goin' crazy

Ohhhohhh

I get lost in this game, game, game

I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers

Ohhhohhh

Keep speaking my name, name, name

You gon' have reason to hate me

Yeahhhheahhh

It's like. you. don't. want. me to win

So. this. time. i'm goin' in!

Yeah this game has got me goin' crazy

Fuck it, i am crazy

What's new, what kinda fuckin' glue you'd think i'd be if i was glue

We lost proof, he was our crew's glue

But where was you, when we were fallin' apart

You were sittin on us too

But no one but us knew we were beefin'

Cause that's what happens when you beef with crew

It stays in the crew, cause it's just crew

But we're back now, yeah we took our time while our blood grew

Only thing we're in a hurry for now is to rush you!

And we're back, these days if you don't got the guts or the nuts to

Pussy, go pick your pussy leaves off your cunt tree, fuck you

Ahh choo!

Bless you! i'm allergic to pussy, sluts too

Yeah, you think you the shit, till we flush you

Have some bullshit to readjust

To now there are just a few of us left, but it'd be unjust to rob us our just due

So rest in peace to bugz and proof

This one's for you homies, we love you

But we can't stop now we done had too much of our blood drew from this...

Fame, fame, fame

I think it's got me goin' crazy

Ohhhohhh

I get lost in this game, game, game

I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers

Ohhhohhh

Keep speaking my name, name, name

You gon' have reason to hate me

Yeahhhheahhh

It's like. you. don't. want. me to win

So. this. time. i'm goin' in