Testo Price Of Fame - A+
Testo della canzone Price Of Fame (A+), tratta dall'album Hempstead High
Yeah
All them cats out there, want the fame
All I got to say is this
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
You want the dough, the house, the acres and yachts
You wanna flow, roll with the players and drop
Gotta see it, my team regulate cash crops
Wanna join, come on, we could use the mascots
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
How many MCs must get dissed (What?)
Before they realize A-Plus make hits
A lot of shorties (What?), claiming they can take my spot
When they know good and well that my tape is hot
Penetrate your whole cypher (Uh-huh), put it on a flyer (What?)
When my LP drop it's gon' be hotter than hellfire (Ha)
The one to watch, turn my joint into knots
Hardcore (What?), me more than just rappin' the props
Player, the eyes don't lie, you can check the record (Uh-huh)
Twenty-five cats on stage couldn't protect it (Uh-uh)
So bring the stretcher (What?), put it on standby
And I, been known to make a man cry
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
You want the dough, the house, the acres and yachts
You wanna flow, roll with the players and drop
Gotta see it, my team regulate cash crops
Wanna join, come on, we could use the mascots
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
Too many MCs perpetratin' the frauds (True)
You talkin' that talk while I'm takin' your broad
Who wanna brawl? (What?), sonny, y'all, some of them fall
Be the last one to drop like the black 8-ball
Let's get it straight, y'all (Straight, y'all)
Poppin' the tape, y'all (Tape, y'all)
And then we'll see who can rock state
To state, y'all (State to state, y'all)
And worldwide (What?), time to take a ride with A
Let's hit the Parkway, runnin' out of time to play
You know my name (What?), my game, everything is tight
A force to reckon with if The Source gave me no mics (Ha)
I'm mad nice (What?), you stink, you a jinx like bad dice
Violate, get cracked twice
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
You want the dough, the house, the acres and yachts
You wanna flow, roll with the players and drop
Gotta see it, my team regulate cash crops
Wanna join, come on, we could use the mascots
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
I keep rappers on the lookout (Watch
Out), watchin' they back (Uh-huh)
Hoppin' on the tracks when they got no raps
Sick of hearin' 'bout bricks and them gats you spit
All them cats you hit, that's some backwards shit
Hear the tabs of this, keep your health and floss wealth
If you schemin', then keep them thoughts to yourself (Uh-huh)
I got a whole army, designed with plans (What?)
Smith Brothers, Group Home and LB Fam
We be runnin' up in spots (Uh-huh), keepin' it hot
A-Plus is the dog, try to touch the top
Get the plaque, the Grammy and the mouth is dark
And my Parkside Militia got it locked for sure, straight up
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
You want the dough, the house, the acres and yachts
You wanna flow, roll with the players and drop
Gotta see it, my team regulate cash crops
Wanna join, come on, we could use the mascots
It's a shame, how you gonna jump in the game
When you know you can't afford to pay the price of fame
You want the dough, the house, the acres and yachts
You wanna flow, roll with the players and drop
Gotta see it, my team regulate cash crops
Wanna join, come on, we could use the mascots
Credits
Writer(s): Alpha Diop, Jarrett Lee Todd
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