Songs About / On: FAME

Written by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Produced by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.,
Oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi.
Talkbox: jeffrey smith
Bass: mike daane
Drums: davis bickston
Guitar: andy timmons
Background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc. read more »

the path is rough the front is far
and I'm going there on forced march
the rage's so high that covers pain
they'll know my might before be slain
I will make it without a scar read more »

(Ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh) [Hello]
(Ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh)
(Ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh)
(Ooh ah ah ooh ah ah ooh ah ooh) [Dahhhling - mmwah!]
[How dare you? Do you know who I am?]
[You look fabulous! - mmwah!]
I know what you think
It's clear as mud in your eyes
We're the plastic poseurs and prostitutes
You've obviously come to despise
But you don't know nothing
You're not hot enough to matter
You don't understand it's the glamorous life
A dream that no one can s read more »

I just seen trouble
He´s calling out your name tonite
Billy get your guns

You could walk away
But I know you were born to fight
So Billy get your guns read more »

I walk through the valley of death, 600 deep
Waking up dead from the sleep
Just like a diamond
Watch me shine
Bright like the sun
Make you wanna pull a gun
And buck 2 shots
For the peckerwood rockin'
Put down your glock
Or your block, I'll be knockin'
And dead off your shoulders
Head will roll
Peckerwood P
Funk assassin of soul
Is in control
So have no fear
I'm in this for real
Make it crystal clear
I get a little better each and every year
It's called improvement
Your style's a bowel movement
I'm taking you back to mount CulMcClarin
My whole family's stoned but there aint one sharin'
So whatcha looking at
Huh, why you starin'
Just take a picture
Before I have to hit ya
Ease back kid, gimme some space
Or Whoop there it is upside your face

[Chorus 1]

'Cause a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich
And a legend aint nothin' but a car
So shoot dope in your veins
And get some fame
And maybe one day you'll be a star
You know a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich
And a legend aint nothin' but a car
So go blow out your brains to get some fame
And maybe one day you'll be a star

I live in the house
And it's full of pain
But still out the frame
I'm going insane
I stay on point like a sniper
Chillin' in the viper room
Before it became a tomb
Take the low road
And you hit rock bottom
And keep low riding
All the way to Saddam
And back to Gamora
Now you're seсora
Fill it with Salt (?!)
And it's all your fault
Get the S&M downtown
At the vault
Dirty little fuckup
Raising hell
But next year we'll all talk about how you fell
Because you're judged on how your records sell

[Chorus 2]

A hero aint nothin' but a sandwich
And a legend aint nothin' but a car
So get locked up in chains to get some fame
And maybe one day you'll be a star
You know a hero aint nothin' but a sandwich
And a legend aint nothin' but a car
So go blow out your brains to get some fame
And maybe one day you'll be a star

And maybe one day you be a star [4x]

Let's break it down
To the bear root essence
Count your fingers
Then count your blessings
True confessions
Ask the questions
Substitute your answers with your obsessions
I take to the break of dawn of time
I do it all the time
But you know it don't come easy
Cause I turn on the TV
I see more and more pain and less and less glory
And it's the same ol' story
Ya see year after year the programs sphered
But I aint subscribing
Till there's live executions on Pay-Per View
Word to Donahue
Put on Melrose Place
Whoop there it is upside your face

[Chorus 3]

Cause a hero aint nuthin but a sandwich
And a legend aint nuthin but a car
So shoot dope in our veins
To get that fame
And maybe one day you'll be a star
You know a hero aint nuthin but a sandwich
And a legend aint nuthin but a star
So go blow out your brains
Like Kurt Cobain
And maybe one day you'll be a star

Mabey one day you'll be a star [4x] read more »

Late at night
body's yearning
restless night

wanna be with you.
Someone's playing in the garden
so enticing read more »

I walk through the valley of death 600 deep,waking up dead from the sleep
Just like a diamond watch me shine,bright like the sun,make you want to pull
a gun
and buck 2 shots for the Peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock or your block
I'll be knockin' dead off your shoulders,heads'll roll,the Peckerwood P-funk read more »

Just like the driftwood of a dream,
Left on the seashore of sleep.
Just like the words that wouldn't rhyme,
Lost in the desert of time.
Time waits for no one at all,
No, not even you.
You thought you'd seen it all before,
You really thought you knew. read more »

I came back
To face what’s growing in my head
Please get away from me
Take advantage of what I feel
Yes you do
One day you’ll beg for me read more »

These are the days of evil perfection
This is the world of torture and fame
This is the age of most vicious infection
These are the times of terror and pain read more »