The Fame K.A.A.N.

[Intro]
I hope you brought a parachute for the crash landing you know the fall off is no joke
Firey gravesites ain't no candlelit visuals or heimlich maneuvers when you choke
Some people pray for it, they workin' every day for it, steal for it, kill for it like a drug
Be careful what you ask for
Fame'll have your ass on the asphalt nigga

[Bridge]
It ain't even 'bout the money no more
It's 'bout the fame (fame)
What the fuck is that?
It ain't even 'bout the art no more
It's 'bout the fame (fame)
And where the fuck we at?

[Verse 1]
We lettin' the spectators integrate
Infiltrate and imitate
Going viral doesn't make you great
So let me demonstrate
The bullshit'll never cut through it just won't penetrate
The Last of the Mohicans still runnin' 'round with the renegades
The fuck is content?
I don't subscribe to that nonsense
Consuming microwavable music's bad for your conscience
It's a million and one apps you could get rich real quick
It ain't no shortcuts to success in this game unless you do it for the motherfuckin'
FAME!