[Verse 1] They was told not to ride in Patty's +Hearse+ and stay out of Charles' +Manson+ Took Abraham's +Lincoln+ through the Todd +Bridges+ espansion Willis +Reid+s a map that marks the spot showin On his left George +Burns+ a blunt William's holdin Tara +Bank+ed the money that Chaka +Khan+ed the poor Alicia +Key+ed his car for givin Melbourne +Moore+ For the Redd +Foxx+ who bought off the block, but though twice As Debora +Cox+ the gun cuz she beat Kelly's +Price+ When Rosa +Park+ed the truck on the farm that Kim +Fields+ Linda +Tripp+ed for tryna to walk in Lauryn's +Hills+ Water dripped outta Farrah's +Fawcett+ in the glass She was "Superfly", Curtis +Mayfield+ her ass Chris +Tucker+ to a show, Ted +Turner+ to a hoe Robert +Diggs+ the beat, but ain't feelin the flow But he signed it fast, for half of Johnny's +Cash+ +Nia Long+ed for the album to drop, cameras flashed Tom +Sawyer+ at the Lucielle +Ball+ up at the foyer He confronted Richard +Pryor+ to hiring his lawyer Suge's +Knight+ removed the rook off the board Donna +King+ was checked and Al +Sharpton+ the sword
"Wettin cream, I aint wettin fame" "Fame is the measure" "Rap celebs" "The place where stars are born"
[Verse 2] The saints marched in, Kurtis +Blow+ing his horn Tom +Cruise+d the boulevard, Chris +Rock+ed the song For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's +Lennon+ They took her to Elizabeth +Taylor+ to dry clean The lone seamstress, who was schemin on Al's +Green+ You know they shoot for the stars and buckwild Like the kids in the yard who play with +Jane's Child+ A beautician laced Erykah's +Badu+ Sean +Comb+ed through the evidence, just to get a clue The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid The Tiger +Wood+ kill him once thrown in Brad's +Pitt+ Jesse +Owen+ the money from the weed Bubba +Sparxxx+ They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's +Clark+ Jeffery +Lyons+ stuck with a thorn from George's +Bush+ Paul +Pierce+d in the heart as the crowd pushed Acting alone... Drew +Barrymore+ bones of the victims, three blocks from Jim's +Brownstone+ They shared the same bowl, he caught Natalie's +Cole+d The producer, threw the butter on Esther's +Rolle+ Dempsey +Russel+ed him down, got his jaw wide In a instant, Brooke +Shields+ him from the gunfire Angie +Stone+d him to death, with those vocals Keith +Sweat+ from the workout, just from runnin local
"With CREAM I ain't with the fame" "Fame is the measure" "Rap celebs" "The place where stars are born"
[Verse 3] Larry's +Bird+ flew outta Nicholas' +Cage+ Joe +Tex+ messages from Satchel's +Paige+ Betty +Wright+ letters with ink from Sean's +Penn+ Infinite bars, you couldn't tell where the song end Glenn +Close+ enough to quickly duck the tapes Richard +Gere+ ripped while he was climbin Bill +Gates+ He was a southerner, posing as a, native New Yorker The Jason +Kidd+ took his first steps in Jimmy's +Walker+ He stayed on line chattin with rap celebs Used Bernie's +Mack+ to search Veronica's +Webb+ It cost them their life for the advice you gave Now Pete +Rose+ lay on Vanessa's +Redgrave+
"With CREAM I ain't with the fame" "Fame is the measure" "Rap celebs" "The place where stars are born" "With CREAM I ain't with the fame" "Fame is the measure" "Rap celebs" "The place where stars are born"