Fame - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

We back

It's the return of the Dozen Muthaf**kers

Lets go

Fame fame fame

I think it's got me going crazy

Ooo-ooooh

I getting lost in this game game game

I'm getting tired of all you naysayers

Ooo-ooooh

Keep speakin' my name name name

And you'll have reason to hate me

Yeaaaah

Its like you don't want me to win

So this time I'm going in

This the life of a rah

Jager-meister and vodka

Hopping off at the club's balcony

Into the crowd surfing

And when they drop me

I'm randomly socking fans

During my interviews hocky masks

Left the journalists on her a**

I'm high off Speed

Driving my car at high speed

Pocket full of w**d

While lesbians swollow E

In the studio ignant

My engineer gon' call police

I feel asleep on the sound board

Ain't did a song for weeks

And it's all up in my head

Giving thanks for grateful dead

Bussing in the air with

30 b**ches up in my bed

I'm kickin' em out naked

And its December

Niggas ask me why I did it

But f**k it I can't remember

Fame fame fame

I think it's got me going crazy ooo-ooooh

I getting lost in this game game game

I'm getting tired of all you naysayers ooo-ooooh

Keep speakin' my name name name

And you'll have reason to hate me

Yeaaaah

Its like you don't want me to win

So this time I'm going in

Them boys are wildin'

Drinkin' cussin' and hyper smilin'

Been ridin' for days

Tour bus look like Rikers Island

Henny Jack Daniels

Spray painting a die hard fan

Little cocker spaniel

Fresh outta the damn zoo

Man you better be concious

I'm backstage living it up

With a couple of sluts

Feeling nauseous drinking

It's been a couple of

Days since I've slept

My d**k is sore from f**king

When I bust there's nothing left

Just Dozen back on the stage

Give me my microphone

Scrapping with the audience

While we perform hyper songs

Our label presented us with a plaque

Brought it on stage and bash it

To pieces with aluminum bats thanks

Now which one of you b**ches

Down for the cause

Yeah I said my d**k is sore

But I ain't say sh*t about my balls

Last call then we off to the next city

Whatever I didn't drink on my rider

Bag it up and take the rest with me

Fame fame fame

I think it's got me going crazy ooo-ooooh

I getting lost in this game game game

I'm getting tired of all you naysayers ooo-ooooh

Keep speakin' my name name name

And you'll have reason to hate me

Yeaaaah

Its like you don't want me to win

So this time I'm going in

Yeah this game has got me going crazy

F**k it I am crazy

Whats new what kind of f**king glue you

Think I'd be if I was glue

We lost Proof he was our groups glue

But where was you

When we were fallin' apart

You were shittin on us too

But no one but us knew

We were beefing cause

That's what happens

When you beef with crew

It stays in your crew

Cause its just crew

But were back now

Yeah we took our time

But we punched through

Only thing were in a hurry

For now is to rush you

And we back to say sh*t

You don't got the guts or the nuts too

P**sy go pick your p**sy

Leaves off your cunt tree f**k you

Atchooo bless you

I'm allergic to p**sy sluts too

Yeah you think you're the

Sh*t till we flush you

Have some b******t to readjust to

Now there's just a few of us left

But it'd be unjust to rob us our just dues

So Rest In Peace to Bugz and Proof

This ones for you homies we love you

But we can't stop now we'd have too much

Of our blood drew from this fame

Fame fame fame

I think it's got me going crazy ooo-ooooh

I getting lost in this game game game