Fame
They was told not to ride in Patty's Hearse
And stay out of Charles' mansion
Took Abraham's Lincoln through the Todd Bridges expansion
Willis Reeds a map that marks the spot showin'
On his left George burns a blunt William's holding
Tyra banked the money that Chaka Khaned her for
Alicia keyed his car for givin' Melba more
For the Redd Foxx she bought off the block, but though twice
As Debora cocks the gun cuz she beat Kelly's price
When Rosa parked the truck on the farm that Kim fields
Linda tripped for tryna to walk in Lauryn's heels
Water dripped outta Farrah's faucett in the glass
She was "Superfly", Curtis Mayfield her ass
Chris Tucker to a show, Ted Turner to a ho
Robert digs the beat, but ain't feelin' the flow
But he signed it fast, for half of Johnny's cash
Nia longed for the album to drop, cameras flashed
Tom saw her 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
Don King was checked and Al sharpened the sword
Wettin cream, I ain't wettin fame
(Fame is the measure)
Rap celebs
The place where stars are born
The saints marched in, Kurtis blowing his horn
Tom cruised the boulevard, Chris rocked the song
For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning
They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's linen
They took her to Elizabeth tailor 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 ba do'
Sean Combed through the evidence, just to get a clue
The needle in the haystack, from outta Eartha's Kitt
The Tiger would kill him once thrown in Brad's Pitt
Jesse owing the money from the weed Bubba sparked
They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's Clarks
Jeffery Lyons stuck with a thorn from George's bush
Paul pierced in the heart as the crowd pushed
Acting alone Drew bury more bones
Of the victims, three blocks from Jim's brownstone
They shared the same bowl, he caught Natalie's cold
The producer, threw the butter on Esther's roll
Nipsey rustled him down, got his jaw wired
In a instant, Brooke shields him from the gunfire
Angie Sstoned him to death, with those vocals
Keith sweat from the workout, just from runnin' local
Wettin cream, I ain't wettin fame
Fame is the measure
Rap celebs
The place where stars are born
Larry's bird flew outta Nicolas cage
Joe text messages from Satchel's page
Betty write letters with ink from Sean's pen
Infinite bars, you couldn't tell where the song end
Glenn close enough to quickly duck the tapes
Richard gear revved while he was climbin' Bill gates
He was a southerner, posing as a, native New Yorker
The Jason kid took his first steps in Jimmy's walker
He stayed on line chattin' with rap celebs
Used Bernie's Mac to search Veronica's Web'
It cost them their life for the advice you gave
Now Pete rose lay on Vanessa's red grave
Wettin cream, I ain't wettin fame
Fame is the measure
Rap celebs
The place where stars are born
Wettin cream, I ain't wettin fame
Fame is the measure
Rap celebs
The place where stars are born
Autor(es): Gary E. Grice, Sulayman Ansari
