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Fame Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

And my niggas say 

We want the FAAAAME 

C'mon c'mon 

 

(Chorus) 

One thing we all adore 

Something worth dying for 

Nothing but pain stuck in this game 

Searching for fortune and fame 

 

The one thing we all adore 

Something worth dying for 

It's been nothing but pain stuck in this game 

Searching for fortune and fame 

 

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(Verse 1: 2Pac) 

Though we exist and breathe some believe currency comes to g's 

Stresses after battle with success comes greed 

They got me hot When they shot me plotted my revenge 

To increase my ends enemies getting dropped 

Win or lose red or blue we must all stay true 

Play the game nigga never let the game play you 

And for the fame niggas change fast that's a shame 

What's the game lost souls who controls our brain? 

Who can I blame? the world seems strange at times 

Somewhat insane I'm hoping we can change with time 

I'm living blinded searching for refinement 

Curse, I know death follows me but I murder him first 

And worse yet with each breathe steps I take 

Breathless ss there a cure for a hustler with a death wish? 

Cigar ashes coaster crystal glasses 

We mash on them jealous bastards with a ski mask 

I'm the first one to warn them blast it 

Wrapped in plastic bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws) 

Ain't nothing left now treated like a stepchild 

Was not for me nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all) 

Be rocking beats fake in fame 

 

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(Verse 2: Kadafi) 

Block run and shoot slugs 

We throw them back like hardballs 

Without the gloves 

No love for these fake desperados 

And thugs I bleed to envy 

Smoke and blow out they blunts 

Sipping Henney 

Drunk nights and hot days 

Cocking my heat shooting it sideways 

A wife on the run full of common blunts 

Unconditionally married to my gun 

Fulfillin' my destiny on knees 

And ones desires be pulling all my cabbage like priors 

Stuck in the trance searching for something higher 

Fortune and fame 

 

(Chorus) 

 

(Verse 3: Kastro) 

Searching for fortune and fame lost in the rain 

A lose of the game with life the cost of the game 

We forcing the change mother fuck flossing the chain 

All the blame belongs to the part of the brain 

That we never use nigga plus my heart is in pain 

And if I ever lose homey bet I'm at it again 

Outlaws don't die so united we stand 

And if family come before all the fortune and fame 

 

(Verse 4: Napoleon) 

As I walk up in the crib laid to rest me head 

Say some rhymes to angels hope they bless my bed 

Hope they bless me the righteous way 

Got a homie locked down outta town I sent him a kite today 

Man that hate in your heart you gotta cleanse it dog 

Praying for my downfall and I can sense it dog 

I was passed down the street fame like glocks clocked and keep aim 

Was raised up with a clock box and I ran with the local street gang 

They say the light is faded but still shine in the dark 

You can easy been a man but you is a boy in your heart 

And that's some game that I got from generation of game 

In the road of life dog we need to switch up lanes 

Think about it 

 

(Chorus) 

 

(Verse 5: Young Noble) 

I can't complain I've seen my fair share of the fame 

It wont change me now I've got this piece of change 

I feel strange I got so used to the hood 

That when I finally got out at first it ain't feel good 

I was just a baby still retarded from slavery 

When we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me 

Ghetto ain't made me I made myself 

Poverty raised me thinking ain't no help 

I pray for my health my mind and my family too 

State of myself my grind and my family crew 

Where one hand watches the other no we ain't blood 

But we still real brothers the struggle is real 

nothing can steal what we build and that remains the same 

'Till that day we killed and that's real 

Life that I was aimed to be love by my family tree 

That's fame to me, how about it 

 

(Chorus) 

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