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    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

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