Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again
So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.
Fortune, fame, cars, hoes are tens, nobody's tense,
To heaven's door -- shed so many tears
Rap games fable, gain fame i'm able.
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
I got that goodman game
No more money, no more fame
Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john
All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",
Not the money or the fame, but the writtens with my name
Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain
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