The Culprit Manifest - FameMachine

Fame Machine

Oh, so you got talent
You know you got the illmatic so you know they gotta have it
Can’t give it free, gotta charge a fee, make believe it’s a need
They buy it automatic
Now, all eyes on me
Gotta sacrifice time and privacy
Me and Paparazzi playing hide and seek
Ghost in the Rolls Royce phantom driving streets
So, now, the money’s in play
Keep a hundred in case
Feeling sly, wanna buy the whole place
Now the honey’s in a daze
The hataz constipated looking funny in the face
Wait, he expresses excessive taste
He’s moving too fast, he exceeds successes pace
Smith and Wesson just in case
Lunatics lose it, gotta keep my family safe


It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, its changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, its changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, its changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Changing me

Oh, so now you got fame
Now they know ya name, but you swore you’d never change
But that was all vain
Cause now they know your name
And now that has all changed
Ironic how I’m honest
St. Thomas Aquinas
Until Judas ruses with pirates
Accusing i7iu7e of defiance
Trying to knock him off his feet, cause he peaked the highest
But my mystique’s messiah
Supreme ethereal being, pleading peace and quiet
I beseech thee liars
Who can’t reach the pyre
I’m gone meet the fire
But we need the needle cuz
We love the fame, we need the drug
We need the fix, we need the buzz
I’m a fiend, it seems I need it cuz


It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Changing me

Can you handle pressure
Can you motivate yourself, to channel extra effort
Or will you Heath Ledger
Living in heaven having to watch your own legend
Cocaine with Cobain
No pain but more prone to throw thangs
Cuz of anger that flames like propane
If I die out of the lime light with no fame
No name for fans to cheer
No gain when antsy pansies feign to fear
Can you tame the beast
Shit I know I can, man, I came to feast
Porsche with suicide doors,
Parked Amy Winehouse, but do I die for it
Truly I’m foreign
It’s all bad apples, like fruit and I’m orange

It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Changing me

Will you sell your soul
Or ass like the Kardashians show
Or go for fame like a pro
And have the masses follow your actions around the globe
Either way the blade favors none
Ask MJ, why change ya face, son
Ask Mike Tyson, if they played him dumb
Yo, ask O.J., aye, who made you run
Fame
Running plays for scum
Moneys pays, for some
A hundred ways to stunt
I know I done it as favor, like maybe once
Back when I wasn’t born in 1981
Call me crazy, but I’m paid upfront
A flight to Beijing, for an Asian lunch
Private planes, trains , on the way a blunt
Lamborghinis in Dubai, my favorite, son, one


It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Taking over, it’s changing me
It’s the fame machine
I can feel it in my veins
Changing me

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