Traduction: Fame. Fame (Je vais vivre pour toujours).
Traduction: Toujours Fame. Je peux faire tout mieux que vous pouvez.
You claim your fame That is not true Back in the days You would never have made it Through The past is gone But i'm still here And in your eyes
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah They can say whatever Ima do whatever No pain is forever Yup
Chris Brown) Uhuh uhuh (Good girl gone bad) Uhuh uhuh (Take three Action) Uhuh uhuh No clouds in my storms Let it rain, I hydroplane into fame (Eh
to be your favorite They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor It's not about the paper, it's not about the fame And I don't know
the people I break bread with would rather see me bleed tryna take all of my fortune but my fame is forever and S.U.C I'm a claim it forever and I'm still
don't eat I strive to, gain fame, struggle to maintain Stay away from no names and flip bricks of cocaine This rap thang's been good to me, feeds my, family Forever
fake Riding thick on the cool, and then I have to erase You see me and the Maab, done learned without a thang Man most of these niggaz, be around for the fame
Frusciante: You show me everything You fill me everywhere Your preaching that you care Do you care Everytime I am you I feel forever new Posing
gonna last forever From ninety six to two thousand three 112 still keepin together All we need is true friends all around the world Our music gonna last forever
And that I can guarantee Thats why the fuck I remain sucker free to this day The game will never be the same No matter how much fame or success they
me And that I can guarantee Thats why the fuck I remain sucker free to this day The game will never be the same No matter how much fame or success they
last year It appears that I've been marked for death My heartless breath The underlying cause of my arrest My life is stressed And no rest, forever
way I got a hundred round clip to my AK Commitin sins I might die in vain So fuck it! We'll live off the street fame! God didn't send me in the right
no longer rock And putting money in my pocket, nationwide baller Bitch nigga I'm prepared to die, Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My
. Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it. Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz Like a tramp is. All for the street fame
