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Fame (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Fame, I’m the man that takes things over
Fame makes me loose, hard to swallow
Fame puts me there where things are hollow
Fame

Fame
It’s not your brain, it’s just the flame
The bitch is gonna get your ends
SLAIN!

(You know I need the money, I will get the money
Cos I need the cash, hey c’mon gotta get it)
(You know I need the money, I will get the money
Cos I need the cash, hey c’mon gotta get it)

Chorus: RC

Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, take it now there’s no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you’ll have to borrow
Fame

Fame
Nine is fine, it plays for time
I’ma lemme hit you from be-hind
Fame, Fame

Fame
A bullet for me, I bust it for you
I love it when you grab my gun
Fame
Fame, what’s your name? What’s your name? What’s your name?
Say my name? Say my name? Say my name?

[King Tee]

The world’s famous, rugged with the superstar persona
Rough designer, the chubby alcoholic rhymer
Big timer, I’m known in places I haven’t even been
Executed styles behind men
Oh God, I preach that old Hudd City gospel
My look’s hostile, hittin Remy from the bottle
The fame is like I’m possessed wit game
And everywhere I go, hos screamin my name
But I’m rollin, not that my bald head’s swollen
I’m towin, ya fixed up, they’d rather see ya broken
I’m scopin often where the spotlights shine
Me and my crew drinkin tryin ta have a good time
But folks watchin, wearin khakis or Versace
They try to mack me, caught up in the papparazzi
I’ma look what the hogg had become
A top notch nigga with the fame game

Outro: RC

Is it any wonder, I’ll reject ya first
Fame Fame Fame Fame
Is it any wonder, your heart’s too cold to fool
Fame Fame Fame Fame

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Fame (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Fame, like to make me a name, nothing less than the best for me,
Fame, trading love for a name, ?, no one to blame but me.
You were the one who, ?, to love me,
I, ?, place,
You were the one that i needed,
?

Where are you?
Can’t you hear me singing for you baby?
Where are you?
Come on back, i need you, won’t you save me?

Fame, burning bright as a flame, but it drove you away from me,
Fame, whats the use of this game, if i cant have you back with me.
Making the big time, making the money, some how it don’t seem to take the place of,
?, and i never see your face.

Where are you?
Can’t you hear me singing for you baby?
Where are you?
Come on back, i need you, won’t you save me?

Where are you?
Can’t you hear me singing for you baby?
Where are you?
Come on back, i need you, won’t you save me?

Fame, gonna drive me insane, it drove you away from me,
Fame, so alone with my name, even that don’t belong to me.
Running away won’t help me forget you,
I ? to find you and end this race so..,
Like ? is so lonely,
? one night stands that never take your place.

Where are you?
Can’t you hear me singing for you baby?
Where are you?
Come on back, i need you, won’t you save me?

Fame, whats the use of this game if i can’t have you back with me?
Fame, all alone with my name, even that don’t belong to me.
Fame, tried to make me a name, i’ve got no one to blame but me.
Fame, gonna drive me insane, like it drove you away from me.
Fame, tried to make me a name, i’ve got no one to blame but me.

Fame (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(D.Bowie, J.Lennon, C.Alomar)
Performed by David Bowie

Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, where things are hollow
Fame

Fame, it’s not your brain, it’s just the flame
that burns the change to keep you insane
Fame

Fame, what you like is in the Limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame

Fame, ‘Nien! It’s mine!’ is just his line
to bind your time, it drives you to, ah, crime
Fame

Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Really be, really, babe?

Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder
you’re too cool to fool
Fame
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain-check on pain
Fame

{vocoder}
ba ba be
ba be ba be
ba be ba be

ba ba ba ba
ba ba
baby, baby
baby
Fame
What’s your name?

Fame (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(bowie, lennon, alomar)

Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, where things are hollow
Fame..

Fame, hurts your brain, just a flame
A funny tin to dip you inside
Fame..

Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame..

Fame, the dirty swine, it’s just his line
He’s only trying to drive you to crime.. (crime)
Fame..

Is it any wonder
I’ll reject you first
Is it any wonder
You’re too cool to prove

Fame
A ticket for you, a ticket for me
I’ve gotta get to witchitta
Fame..

Fame (rpt x23)
What’s your name?
What a game..
What a shame.. what a shame..

Fame (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Fame, i’m the man that takes things over
Fame makes me loose, hard to swallow
Fame puts me there where things are hollow
Fame

Fame
It’s not your brain, it’s just the flame
The bitch is gonna get your ends
Slain!

(you know i need the money, i will get the money
Cos i need the cash, hey c’mon gotta get it)
(you know i need the money, i will get the money
Cos i need the cash, hey c’mon gotta get it)

Chorus: rc

Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, take it now there’s no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you’ll have to borrow
Fame

Fame
Nine is fine, it plays for time
I’ma lemme hit you from be-hind
Fame, fame

Fame
A bullet for me, i bust it for you
I love it when you grab my gun
Fame
Fame, what’s your name? what’s your name? what’s your name?
Say my name? say my name? say my name?

[king tee]

The world’s famous, rugged with the superstar persona
Rough designer, the chubby alcoholic rhymer
Big timer, i’m known in places i haven’t even been
Executed styles behind men
Oh god, i preach that old hudd city gospel
My look’s hostile, hittin remy from the bottle
The fame is like i’m possessed wit game
And everywhere i go, hos screamin my name
But i’m rollin, not that my bald head’s swollen
I’m towin, ya fixed up, they’d rather see ya broken
I’m scopin often where the spotlights shine
Me and my crew drinkin tryin ta have a good time
But folks watchin, wearin khakis or versace
They try to mack me, caught up in the papparazzi
I’ma look what the hogg had become
A top notch nigga with the fame game

Outro: rc

Is it any wonder, i’ll reject ya first
Fame fame fame fame
Is it any wonder, your heart’s too cold to fool
Fame fame fame fame

Fame (Letra)

Jay-Z

Jay-Z

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[DMX]
Uh-huh (Y’KNOW?)
..
ARF!
Uhh..

Take it for what it’s worth, my birth was a blessing
Sent to live and die, on earth as a lesson
We each have a star, all we have to do is find it
Once you do, everyone who sees it will be blinded (WHAT?)
They’ll tell you that you’re bright, and say you have a future
When you turn your back, same cats’ll try to shoot ya
Niggaz ain’t shit, I can live on both sides of the fence
Forget what you do, when you talk, see what you really meant (aight?)
That’s what I thought, them niggaz was bluffin (uh)
They talk all day but say, nothin (uh)
It gets so dark (WHAT?) haze so intense
Since this first rain it’s like it’s rained ever since (WHAT?)
Never got paid for a rhyme but I flow (whoo)
Never got a plate on time but I grow (whoo)
Live your life, STAY on the line but I go (UHH)
Went from doin crime to bein kind cause I know

Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

I’m gon’ live forever, I’m never gon’ die
Only thing I fear is that I’m never gon’ fly
Carry my weight but I’m never gon’ cry
Shit I tell y’all niggaz straight cause I’m never gon’ lie

[DMX]
What is about who I am that makes me unforgettable (HMM)
What it is about what I’ve done that makes it so incredible (uhh)
‘More money, more problems’ — well the fame was worse (uh-huh)
I reached out for love and what came back was thirst (WHAT?)
Blessed with the curse (uh) niggaz don’t hear me
Niggaz don’t hear me, Y’ALL NIGGAZ, don’t hear me (uh)
What’d I just say? ‘Nigga g’head’ – you see that?
You gots to FEEL ME to catch what I’m sayin, BELIEVE THAT (UHH!)
But leave that, alone (WHAT?)
We gon’ make a nigga wanna be at, your home (WHAT?)
Oh you kinda quiet with the heat at, your dome (UHH!)
If the dog got he’s gonna bring back a bone
cause we got the chrome (C’MON!)
This is what I live for, or die for
I’m the nigga with the high score, you try for
What you niggaz wanna lie for? It changes nothin
I’m true for cats, yet some strangers bluffin

Chorus

[DMX]
Now if I take what he gave me and I, use it right (uh-huh)
In other words if I listen and, use the light (uh-huh)
Then what I say will remain here, after I’m gone
Still here, on the strength of a song, I live on (HMM)
No second-guessin on what I stood for, I was good for
stoppin niggaz from killin each other in the hood war (UHH)
Comin through showin love, throwin up (UHH)
Them cats not throwin love, you know whassup (WHAT?)
Dark Man baby, that’s my name
and I gots to be the realest nigga (UHH) up in this game
Cause ain’t no shame, they don’t make em like, this no more
Real to the core, big heart but built for war
I stand for what I believe in
Even if what I believe in stops me from breathin
Relatives grievin, but I ain’t went nowhere
Listen to the song (C’MON) I’m right there

Chorus

Fame (Letra)

Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Fame, (fame) makes a man take things over
Fame, (fame) lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, (fame) puts you there where things are hollow
Fame (fame)

Fame, it’s not your brain, it’s just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane (sane)
Fame (fame)

Fame, (fame) what you like is in the limo
Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow
Fame (fame)

Fame, "nien! it’s mine!" is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
Fame (fame)

Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Could it, babe?, could it, babe?

Is it any wonder i reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame (fame)

Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain (pain)
(fame)

Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame ,fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame
What’s your name?

Feeling so gay, feeling gay

Fame (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

And my niggas say
We want the FAME
C’mon c’mon

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It’s been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

Tupac:
Though we exist and breathe
Some believe currency comes to g’s
Stresses half the ghetto
With success comes greed
They got me hot
When they shot me
Plotted
My revenge
To increase my ends
Enemies gettin dropped
Win or lose
Red or blue
We must all stay true
Play the game nigga
Never let the game play you
And for the fame
Niggas change fast
That’s a shame
What’s the game
Lost souls
Who controls our brain?
Who can I blame?
The world seems strange at times
Somewhat insane
I’m hoping we can change with time
I’m living blinded
Searching for a ?? curse
I know death follows me
But I murder him first
And worse yet
With each breathe
Steps I take
Breathless
Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish?
Cigar ashes
Coaster
Crystal glasses
We mash on them jealous bastards
With a ski mask
I’m the first one to warn them
Blast it
Wrapped in plastic
Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws)
Ain’t nothing left now
Treated like a stepchild
Was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all)
Be rocking beats
Fake in fame

Block run and shoot slugs
We throw them back like hardballs
Without the gloves
No love for these fake desperados
And thugs I bleed to envy
Smoke and blow out they blunts
Sipping Henney
Drunk nights
And hot days
Cocking my heat
Shooting it sideways
A wife on the run
Full of common blunts
Unconditionally married
To my gun
Fulfillin’ my destiny
On knees
And ones desires
Be pulling all my cabbage
Like priors
Stuck in the trance
Searching for something higher
Fortune and fame

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It’s been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

Searching for fortune and fame
Lost in the rain
A lose of the game
With life the cost of the game
We forcing the change
Mother fuck flossing the chain
All the blame
Belongs to the part of the brain
That we never use nigga
Plus my heart is in pain
And if I ever lose homey
Bet I’m at it again
Outlaws don’t die
So united we stand
And if family ‘come a foe
All the fortune and fame

Napoleon:
As I walk up in the crib
Laid to rest me head
Say some rhymes to angels
Hope they bless my bed
Hope they bless me the righteous way
Got a homie locked down
Outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man that hate in your heart
Your gotta cleanse it dog
Praying for my downfall
And I can sense it dog
I was passed down the street fame
Like glocks clocked
And keep aim
Was raised up with a clock box
And I ran with the local street gang
They say the light is faded
But still shine in the dark
You can easy been a man
But you is a boy in your heart
And that’s some game that I got
From generation of game
In the road of life dog
We need to switch up lanes
Think about it

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It’s been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

I can’t complain
I’ve seen my fair share of the fame
It wont change me
Now I’ve got this piece of change
I feel strange
I got so use to the hood
That when I finally got out
At first it ain’t feel good
I was just a baby
Still retarded from slavery
When we struggle to shovel shit
Ain’t nobody saved me
Ghetto ain’t made me
I made myself
Poverty raised me
Thinking ain’t no help
I pray for my health
My mind
And my family too
State of myself
My grind
And my family crew
Where one hand watches the other
No we ain’t blood
But we still real brothers
The struggle is real
Nothing can steal
What we build
And that remains the same
‘Till that day we killed
And that’s real
Life that I was aimed to be
Love by my family tree
That’s fame to me
How about it

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

Fame (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

And my niggas say
We want the FAME
C’mon c’mon

[Chorus]

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It’s been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

[Verse 1: Tupac]

Though we exist and breathe
Some believe currency comes to g’s
Stresses half the ghetto
With success comes greed (echo)
They got me hot 
When they shot me
Plotted
My revenge 
To increase my ends
Enemies gettin dropped
Win or lose
Red or blue
We must all stay true
Play the game nigga
Never let the game play you
And for the fame (echo)
Niggas change fast (echo)
That’s a shame (echo)
What’s the game
Lost souls
Who controls our brain?
Who can I blame? (echo)
The world seems strange at times
Somewhat insane (echo)
I’m hoping we can change with time
I’m living blinded (echo)
Searching for a ??? curse
I know death follows me
But I murder him first
And worse yet
With each breathe
Steps I take
Breathless
Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish?
Cigar ashes
Coaster 
Crystal glasses
We mash on them jealous bastards
With a ski mask
I’m the first one to warn them
Blast it
Wrapped in plastic
Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws)
Ain’t nothing left now
Treated like a stepchild
Was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all)
Be rocking beats
Fake in fame

[Verse 2: ???]

Block run and shoot slugs
We throw them back like hardballs
Without the gloves
No love for these fake desperados
And thugs I bleed to envy
Smoke and blow out they blunts
Sipping Henney
Drunk nights
And hot days
Cocking my heat
Shooting it sideways
A wife on the run
Full of common blunts
Unconditionally married
To my gun
Fulfillin’ my destiny
On knees
And ones desires
Be pulling all my cabbage
Like priors
Stuck in the trance 
Searching for something higher
Fortune and fame

[Chorus]

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It’s been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame 

[Verse 3: ???]

Searching for fortune and fame
Lost in the rain
A lose of the game
With life the cost of the game
We forcing the change
Mother fuck flossing the chain (echo)
All the blame
Belongs to the part of the brain (echo)
That we never use nigga
Plus my heart is in pain (echo)
And if I ever lose homey 
Bet I’m at it again (echo) 
Outlaws don’t die
So united we stand (echo)
And if family ‘come a foe
All the fortune and fame (echo)

[Verse 4: Napoleon]

As I walk up in the crib
Laid to rest me head
Say some rhymes to angels
Hope they bless my bed
Hope they bless me the righteous way
Got a homie locked down
Outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man that hate in your heart
Your gotta cleanse it dog
Praying for my downfall
And I can sense it dog
I was passed down the street fame
Like glocks clocked
And keep aim 
Was raised up with a clock box
And I ran with the local street gang
They say the light is faded
But still shine in the dark
You can easy been a man
But you is a boy in your heart
And that’s some game that I got
From generation of game
In the road of life dog
We need to switch up lanes
Think about it

[Chorus]

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame (FAME)

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It’s been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

[Verse 5: ???]

I can’t complain
I’ve seen my fair share of the fame
It wont change me
Now I’ve got this piece of change
I feel strange
I got so use to the hood
That when I finally got out
At first it ain’t feel good
I was just a baby
Still retarded from slavery
When we struggle to shovel shit
Ain’t nobody saved me
Ghetto ain’t made me
I made myself
Poverty raised me
Thinking ain’t no help
I pray for my health
My mind
And my family too
State of myself
My grind
And my family crew
Where one hand watches the other
No we ain’t blood
But we still real brothers
The struggle is real
Nothing can steal
What we build
And that remains the same
‘Till that day we killed
And that’s real
Life that I was aimed to be
Love by my family tree
That’s fame to me
How about it

[Chorus]

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

Fame (Letra)

Dr. Dre

Dr. Dre

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Written by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Produced by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.,
Oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi.
Talkbox: jeffrey smith
Bass: mike daane
Drums: davis bickston
Guitar: andy timmons
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.

Now everybody wants to have fame
But you’ll pay the price if you’re not plain’ it by the game
Cuz this game is made up of a bunch of crazy rules,
And fools get took if they’re not plaing by the rules.
Now, the ice is kickin’ it, kickin’ it kickin’ it like a champ,
But don’t try to play me like some wet food stamp.
They say that it was a fluke,
Cuz i used a fat loop,
But here’s the sccop, troop
The ice is back to make it hoop.
An’ since it’s 94, and now i’m back on the scene,
Escapin from the hell of takin’ it to the extreme.
It’s kind of strange, cuz people say you’ve changed…
But i never changed,
Even though i got fame,
Yo, i’m still the same…ugh!

Fame, i’m still the same person,
I never ever switch, an’ even if i’m rich.
But now it’s like an itch,
Cuz i love the music.
They say i do it for the money,
And it’s funny, clockin’ all the honeys;
The ones that used to dis – now they wanna kiss.
Lookin’ at what my troops got,
Now they’re getting their boots knocked.
Damn it’s a shame – do i love ‘em
No i don’t "g".
A couple of yeas ago, they didn’t want me
Now i got these so called friends,
It’s down with the ice,
Cuz they know i’m makin’ ends.
But my real friends have been friends through the fame.
An’ since i have fame ain’t a damn thing changed,
Yo i’m still the same…ugh!

And let me tell you about the pros and the cons,
Fame only lasts if you keep droppin’ them bombs.
Now in the public eye – you know i’m havin’ to admit it,
You become a target for a whole lot of critics.
Reporters stickin’ to ya like white on rice.
Now everywhere i go they wanna interview the ice.
Before every show it’s like i’m steadily surrounded
By all of my fans and the media’s houndin’
This is not a dis cuz i love all my fans,
But the media doesn’t really understand.
They take what ya say, twist it around into lies,
And the next thing ya know,
A bunch of rumors start to fly.
Then they try to make you out to be a straight liar,
And next you’ll be the front page of hte national enquirer.
Oh what a price to pay to play this crazy game,
You betta’ be prepared if you ever reach fame.
Yo, i’m still the same…ugh!