Fame

歌詞

Guess I got a real bad habit of killing 'em all for the taste It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste Take me by the hand, take me by the hand, let me lead you, honey To the pearly gates, oh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Montana Life turned to flashes, feel like you don't ask Doors turn to caskets, right back to them ashes Workin' to be masters, workin' for the masters I see you clear like Malcolm with them glasses Had me and I see you laughin' They ain't come to see me, but they'll show up with the captions Everybody wanna be captains It's how you bump heads and the Harlem, that's the Ochocinco habit I'm not your average, light them matches Bump of Catholics in Christian shoes is actin' in interludes The young pioneers, can't touch it Seven Lears, to the buses to them flyin' Lears (Montana) Guess I got a real bad habit of killing 'em all for the taste It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste Take me by the hand, take me by the hand, let me lead you, honey To the pearly gates, oh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ah, it's a real bad habit Killin' 'em all for the taste (Killin' 'em for the taste) Death's a real savage When all your grind go to waste Mama need a mansion, questions need answers Broke, he was ugly to the money, made him handsome Ears I was missin' 'til at least full extension Workin' for the Devil on that road to redemption Got it who you have it, climbin' up the ladder Tsunami wave if I get them tears tidin' He caught a RICO, then he turned to pastor He ran to God with a passion, on God, fear tragic One time, no takes On God, we great Fast car, no brakes Deck of cards, no Ace No bars, no race Mask on, no face Raise the bars and stakes Several on, no vac's (Montana) Guess I got a real bad habit of killing 'em all for the taste It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste Take me by the hand, take me by the hand, let me lead you, honey To the pearly gates, oh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh