[Intro: King F.A.M.E.] Ch-yea, ch-yea! What up [jer?] [Bridge: King F.A.M.E.] I'm getting lost in religion, riddled with indecision Society is trying to beat us down into submission Political refugees, prisoners of a movement In bulletproof SUVs, living life in seclusion [Hook: Sean Divine x2] Can you show me what it's all about? Do you hear me when I'm calling out? As the lights dim lower I really need you closer now [Verse 1: King F.A.M.E.] They call me F.A.M.E. Guevara I'm a musical militant No 2Pac, the new Pac I'm unusually diligent My generation's belligerent They're ignorant to global views You could tell that we a lost cause Just by the local news Get me in the vocal booth I'll give you the woeful truth Leading by example I'm just trying to save the hopeful youth What the hell I'm supposed to do? My generation is dying fast They're being led astray And decimated by a higher cla** Assimilation, misinformation dissemination No innovation, it best describes our generation Pop culture penetration, Illuminati initiations Lyrical eviscerations, man I hope I'm grasping my dissertations
No intimidation, at times I feel out of control Sometimes I feel Satan is on a war path Protecting my body and soul I'm watching a foe And hope that I'm making a change Most people would have gave up Somehow I'm embracing the pain [Hook x2] [Verse 2: King F.A.M.E.] I was outcasted by society Misinterpreted what love was My mother was no angel She hit hard, and loved thugs My father never stayed around To see if I would be sh** The girl I'm smashing Said I look like a Pharaoh from Egypt My life's a solar eclipse, what's the pretense? In the event of my d**h I pray to the heavens I have enough time to repent I pray that my legends is cement I pray that my corpse looks decent And it's descent, cause I'd rather be dead Than getting processed in the precinct I do this in remembrance of, leaving remnants of All the independents out there that's searching for endless love My n***as and some senseless thugs I'm just trying to get these plugs, flip these d** Low key without catching fifty slugs [Hook x2]