Fame

[Verse 1]

They was told not to ride in Patty's +Hearse+

and stay out of Charles' +Manson+

Took Abraham's +Lincoln+ through the Todd +Bridges+ espansion

Willis +Reid+s a map that marks the spot showin

On his left George +Burns+ a blunt William's holdin

Tara +Bank+ed the money that Chaka +Khan+ed the poor

Alicia +Key+ed his car for givin Melbourne +Moore+

For the Redd +Foxx+ who bought off the block, but though twice

As Debora +Cox+ the gun cuz she beat Kelly's +Price+

When Rosa +Park+ed the truck on the farm that Kim +Fields+

Linda +Tripp+ed for tryna to walk in Lauryn's +Hills+

Water dripped outta Farrah's +Fawcett+ in the glass

She was "Superfly", Curtis +Mayfield+ her ass

Chris +Tucker+ to a show, Ted +Turner+ to a hoe

Robert +Diggs+ the beat, but ain't feelin the flow

But he signed it fast, for half of Johnny's +Cash+

+Nia Long+ed for the album to drop, cameras flashed

Tom +Sawyer+ at the Lucielle +Ball+ up at the foyer

He confronted Richard +Pryor+ to hiring his lawyer

Suge's +Knight+ removed the rook off the board

Donna +King+ was checked and Al +Sharpton+ the sword

"Wettin cream, I aint wettin fame"

"Fame is the measure"

"Rap celebs"

"The place where stars are born"

[Verse 2]

The saints marched in, Kurtis +Blow+ing his horn

Tom +Cruise+d the boulevard, Chris +Rock+ed the song

For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning

They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's +Lennon+

They took her to Elizabeth +Taylor+ to dry clean

The lone seamstress, who was schemin on Al's +Green+

You know they shoot for the stars and buckwild

Like the kids in the yard who play with +Jane's Child+

A beautician laced Erykah's +Badu+

Sean +Comb+ed through the evidence, just to get a clue

The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid

The tiger would kill him once thrown in Brad's +Pitt+

Jesse +Owen+ the money from the weed Bubba +Sparxxx+

They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's +Clark+

Jeffery +Lyons+ stuck with a thorn from George's +Bush+

Paul +Pierce+d in the heart as the crowd pushed

Acting alone... Drew +Barrymore+ bones

of the victims, three blocks from Jim's +Brownstone+

They shared the same bowl, he caught Natalie's +Cole+d

The producer, threw the butter on Esther's +Rolle+

Dempsey +Russel+ed him down, got his jaw wide

In a instant, Brooke +Shields+ him from the gunfire

Angie +Stone+d him to death, with those vocals

Keith +Sweat+ from the workout, just from runnin local

"With CREAM I ain't with the fame"

"Fame is the measure"

"Rap celebs"

"The place where stars are born"

[Verse 3]

Larry's +Bird+ flew outta Nicholas' +Cage+

Joe +Tex+ messages from Satchel's +Paige+

Betty +Wright+ letters with ink from Sean's +Penn+

Infinite bars, you couldn't tell where the song end

Glenn +Close+ enough to quickly duck the tapes

Richard +Gere+ ripped while he was climbin Bill +Gates+

He was a southerner, posing as a, native New Yorker

The Jason +Kidd+ took his first steps in Jimmy's +Walker+

He stayed on line chattin with rap celebs

Used Bernie's +Mack+ to search Veronica's +Webb+

It cost them their life for the advice you gave

Now Pete +Rose+ lay on Vanessa's +Redgrave+

"With CREAM I ain't with the fame"

"Fame is the measure"

"Rap celebs"

"The place where stars are born"

"With CREAM I ain't with the fame"

"Fame is the measure"

"Rap celebs"

"The place where stars are born"