Tupac Street Fame Lyrics

Street Fame"

Turn it up in my head phones
(Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame)


Haha, coming to a ghetto near you,

[Verse One]

I wasn't mad until these tricks me<
It's time to sanitize my posse
Look how paranoid these n____s got me
Cellular calls are being traced
Since surveillance silently
Momma chill
Thug livin pay the bills
And die violently
Closed caskets
Expose b______s I leave em b_____
Deloris Tucker don't let your kids hear a n____ speak on gettin money
Ain't nothin funny
Got a n____ seein things
Why, hit the lye hope to God I can fly
Lethal weapon I'ma savage
Still a method to my madness
BLAST n____z laugh call em care cabbage
Read em and weep, put em to sleep they hell bound
Clown now tired of being held down
Cross my heart hope to die
Blinded in some p____
Living care free
Sucka free
Playa haters miss me
Hope in hard times never catch me slippin
f___ authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin
We ain't having it
Time to tear this s___ back, ghetto children kick back
Once I hit the mat
n____z will never get this s___ back
Spit it so eloquently
My pistols represent me
Bust until my rounds empty
Back for the street fame


(One love to my true thugs)
Comin to a ghetto near you
Street fame
Comin to a ghetto near you
Street fame

All out warfare, eye for a eye
Bustin on my enemies bad boy killing
(Street fame)
Straight dissing you

f___ Lil' Kim you Nasty b____

[Verse Two]

Temperatures rises
n____z blinded by my lyrical disguise
No time to plot retreats
n____z shiver and die
Multiple rounds found laced
In his body and face
Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all traces
Criminal tactics the rap game
Became so drastic
Military mind mashed all the walls they blasted
If we bleed then they suffocate
Chokin in terror
So we strive singularize we reflect in the mirrors
The prophecy is clear
n____z lock n load disappear
Strategize with no fear
Waging war for years
The crack game wasn't big enough
Ready to rush
You b____ made m_________ers get murdered and touched
I go to jail n____z screamin
Speakin freely
Conversatin with my comrades
Kicking Swahili
Indeed nature feel my first seed
It gets worse
Plans are cursed to be a G
On the first to breathe
Currency in stacks
Artillery in the back
Armies, we camouflaged in all black
When we attack
Holla out my set
n____ tighten your jaw
Givin birth to outlawz
(Ha ha)
Street fame


(Bust n____ bust)
Comin to a ghetto near you
(hell yeah)
Street fame it's true
(Only Makaveli the Don can put it down like this, Hey Nas ...) (Note: "time to die" was removed)
Comin to a ghetto near you
With street fame

[Verse Three]

Positive identification
Got me rushed to the station
Stuck in this line up
Tryin hard to hide my face
They placed the name but can't recall description
I ain't did s___ officer
That b____ trippin
Promise retaliation
They plan busted
No man to be trusted
Everything corrupted once man touched it
Hoping that none of the spies find me
That's why we bye bye daily
Knowin cops trail me
But why cry
Floatin while we tokin on this potent branch
Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants
Never underestimate me
Playa hate me
See me and hide
Sure as hollow points shatter, enemies die
Spread love dead thugs
Gettin buried in riches
Take a chance to advance f___ them worrin b____es
Penitentiary's a possibility, bust and pray
Wear a rubber so I live to f___ another day
Ain't nothin strange
I'm 25 dying to change
But still I bang wanting street fame

(That's the end of that)

Thugged out, Makaveli the Don
Representin the Outlawz
(Street fame)
One love to my true n____z
(Comin to a ghetto near you)
(Street fame)
Makaveli the Don
(Comin to a ghetto near you)
(Street fame)
Yo check this out
I'ma tell you like this
(Street Fame)
If the lifestyle that you living
Got you taking more f___ing shorts
Than getting props
Then that lifestyle need to stop
Best to recognize some Outlaw s___
Cause only in this Outlaw lifestyle can you truly come to
To see what this life's supposed to be like
n____ you'll start to see riches, fine b____es and hitting switches
To me that s___ sound delicious
Street Fame

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