Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fame, artist - Vanilla Ice. Album song Mind Blowin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1993
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Fame |
| Now everybody wants to have fame |
| But you’ll pay the price if you’re not playin' it by the game |
| Cuz this game is made up of a bunch of crazy rules |
| And fools get took if they’re not playing by the rules |
| Now, the Ice is kickin' it, kickin' it kickin' it like a champ |
| But don’t try to play me like some wet food stamp |
| They say that it was a fluke |
| Cuz I used a fat loop |
| But here’s the sccop, troop |
| The Ice is back to make it hoop |
| An' since it’s 94, and now I’m back on the scene |
| Escapin from the hell of takin' it to the extreme |
| It’s kind of strange, cuz people say you’ve changed. |
| But I never changed |
| Even though I got Fame |
| Yo, I’m still the same… Ugh! |
| Fame, I’m still the same person |
| I never ever switch, an' even if I’m rich |
| But now it’s like an itch |
| Cuz I love the music |
| They say I do it for the money |
| And it’s funny, clockin' all the honeys: |
| The ones that used to dis |
| Now they wanna kiss |
| Lookin' at what my troops got |
| Now they’re getting their boots knocked |
| Damn it’s a shame — do I love 'em |
| No I don’t «G» |
| A couple of years ago, they didn’t want me |
| Now I got these so called friends |
| It’s down with the Ice, Cuz they know I’m makin' ends |
| But my real friends have been friends through the fame |
| An' since I have fame ain’t a damn thing changed |
| Yo I’m still the same… Ugh! |
| And let me tell you about the pros and the cons |
| Fame only lasts if you keep droppin' them bombs |
| Now in the public eye — you know I’m havin' to admit it |
| You become a target for a whole lot of critics |
| Reporters stickin' to ya like white on rice |
| Now everywhere I go they wanna interview the Ice |
| Before every show it’s like I’m steadily surrounded |
| By all of my fans and the media’s houndin' |
| This is not a dis cuz I love all my fans |
| But the media doesn’t really understand |
| They take what ya say, twist it around into lies |
| And the next thing ya know |
| A bunch of rumors start to fly |
| Then they try to make you out to be a straight liar |
| And next you’ll be the front page of the National Enquirer |
| Oh what a price to pay to play this crazy game |
| You betta' be prepared if you ever reach fame |
| Yo, I’m still the same… Ugh! |