Out for Fame KRS-One

[Intro]
Yo right here, right here
It's right through the fence, right through the fence
Jump!
Yeah.. right there, right there
That's the 2s and the 5s
Joe gimme that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap
Yeah..
Aight
Aight, let's do it now, let's do it now
Yeah, yeah
Nah gi-gimme the other cap, gimme the other one
Yeah right there
Front Page Entertainment Group
Yeah

[Chorus]
"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 8X)
* first time, minus "I'm" *
Hah! Hahahaha
All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo!
All graffiti artists hold tight, word
Check check check it out y'all
Check check check check check it out y'all

[KRS-One]
I got twenty-five cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack
Puttin up my name with a fat cap
Suckers that want to be in my face I just slap that
Big respect to Artifacts, Fat Joey Crack and
Mack and, Bio, and Brim come again
With B.G. 183, recognize me
With the mad colors, I'm a fiend for spraypaint
Laugh if you wanna, I really care if you ain't
Cause you don't me see, and I don't know you
But I do know Cope2, he be hittin' walls too
It's the underground community of what we call writers
Worldwide burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter
Whattup Nicer, whattup Razor, whattup Chino
Masta Ace in the place, with the bass
You know we know
My man Rican, my man Zoroe, taught me how to draw
In the yards of the 5 train and the 4
So when I'm on tour I represent the hardcore
I'm taggin up your blackbook sure, I'm out for the fame