Testo Fame - Vanilla Ice
Testo della canzone Fame (Vanilla Ice), tratta dall'album Mind Blowin'
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out
I got a story to tell
Now everybody wants to have fame
But you pay the price if you're not playin' it by the game
'Cause this game is made up of a bunch of crazy rules
And things get tough if you're not playin' it 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 said it was a fluke 'cause I used a phat loop
But here's the scoop, troop, the Ice is back to make it hoop
And since it's ninety-four and now I'm back on the scene
Escapin' from the hell, I'm takin' it to the extreme
It's kinda strange 'cause the people say you've changed
But I never change, even though I got fame
Yo, I'm still the same, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out
I got a story to tell
Fame, I'm still the same person, I never ever switch
And even if I'm rich, but now it's like an itch
'Cause 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 diss, now they wanna kiss
Lookin' at what my troop's got, now
They're gettin' 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
That say I'm with the Ice 'cause they know I'm makin' ends
But my real friends have been friends through the fame
And since I have fame, ain't a damn thing changed
Yo, I'm still the same, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out
I got a story to tell
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out
I got a story to tell
Now let me tell ya 'bout the pros and the cons
Fame only lasts if you keep droppin' them bombs
Now in the public eye, ya know I'm havin' to admit it
You become a target for a whole lotta 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 diss 'cause see I love all my fans
But the media doesn't really understand
They take what you say, twist it around into lies
Then 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 on the National Enquirer
Oh, what a price to pay to play this crazy game
You better be prepared if you ever reach fame
Yo, I'm still the same, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out, uh
Check it out, check, check it out
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Writer(s): David Bowie, Carlos Alomar, John Winston Lennon
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