Price of Fame

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Frishh Bino Yeah
Split Pizzy
Blaze Tricks Tricks

Would you give it all up
All up
Now that's the price of fame
Nevermind what you heard about
There ain't no time to play
Do you really want it
Or is it just a game
Believe me when I'm telling you
There will be a price to pay
That's the price of fame

Price of fame and fortune
I hold it above my mantle
Half of you critics couldn't even hold a candle
My life is priceless you couldn't put a dollar on it
Shit's so crazy you can't put a collar on it
People get lost inside the fame
People with plastic cellophane
It is what it is and it doesn't change
You live and learn and it's not a game
People get crazy a little deranged
Their face is fake like everything else
Looks so thin you need some help
Face so plastic it's about to melt

Price of fame it's all the same
There's gains and losses
In every game
Publicity all the fame
I asked for this who am I to blame
Everything I ever wanted
Girls nice car and nice apartment
I got more then that and I'm just starting
Give it all up am I retorted
No

This is what I asked for
I'm feeling stuck
Living for the fame
Now it got me by the nuts
Have it all or give it up
Well only time will see
Everything you dream of
Only giving up your privacy

Would you give it all up
All up
Now that's the price of fame
Never mind what you heard about
There ain't no time to play
Do you really want it
Or is it just a game
Believe me when I'm telling you
There will be a price to pay
That's the price of fame

The price of fame is way too much
It left me with a broken heart
Pockets flatten now I'm rapping
Waiting for the show to start
Me and Blaze we got this shit
Make our way up to the stage
Crowd is loud we rocking out
We run New York Big Poppa style
Breaking stuff like Limp Biscuit
Just give us a chance we won't miss it
Getting signed getting chicks
That's the dream of getting rich
Got them shades got them jewels
Acting like a stupid fool
Sipping on that grey goose
Mix it up with cranberry juice
I'm speaking like I'm eat cue
Ah ha
And I can rap and engineer
I'm nice with the flow
You want to hear
Price of fame let me light my flame
And put my fire up in the air
I get on the mic I spit it right
And everybody stops and stares
Have you ever seen yourself a genius
With such word play
Taking out your flames
So it must be my birthday
My punch lines is nasty
Another beat I tear it up
Price of fame ask Britney
When she shaved her hair up

Would you give it all up
All up
Now that's the price of fame
Never mind what you heard about
There ain't no time to play
Do you really want it
Or is it just a game
Believe me when I'm telling you
There will be a price to pay
That's the price of fame



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Friscia
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