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Fame
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Fame was released on February 7, 2005 by Flex Records as a part of the album Mamma's Boy
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Release DateFebruary 7, 2005
LabelFlex Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Y-Not
Y-Not
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Spirovski
A. Spirovski
Songwriter

Lyrics

Once upon a time, not long ago
When the time was right and the money was low
My family packed their bags and took a chance
And traveled away from their home in France
To go to a place where they wouldn't be safe
And live a life they knew in a basket case
To come to a land where they didn't know
Any woman or man with no helping hand
The only master plan the people had
Was to give a better life to their children
So they hoped and prayed for a better day
In a foreign country they hope to stay
Just workin' hard and only gettin' paid
Two jobs a day for a minimum wage
Didn't change the fact and they didn't react
When somebody told them to forget the past
Leave it all behind, whatever crossed my mind
And prayin' there were people of a different kind
Time for vibes, kept their family pride
Family values and all their feelings aside
They prayed for help to protect themselves
They really couldn't do anything else
It was the only way the family could survive
And try to keep their hopes alive
I won't let the fame confuse me
Forget what's important to me
I won't let the money change me
Rearrange me, jealousy, envy
I would never hesitate to quit the
Recording music industry
For the price of my friends and my family
And the people that have always been there for me
I won't let the fame confuse me
Forget what's important to me
I won't let the money change me
Rearrange me, jealousy, envy
When my bank account is all empty
And there's no more girls left to tempt me
I'll still be Macedonia's same old Tony, uh-huh
In the five-bedroom house I had to sleep on the couch
No money for rent and the house was out
No sympathy for the family
Who had to work that night at the factory
To work long and hard without a prob
Twice as fast to keep the job
Going to work, not even knowing a word
Of the lives they heard, I know it sounds absurd
Could you picture yourself with no home or wealth
With no instant help or no food or health
'Cause that's a tragic reality
For some families, don't be mad at me
Ain't no changing me just because I get this
Opportunity to pursue my dreams
And try to be a good imagery
For the people that maybe look up to me
'Cause there's a lotta people who'll get the chance
And a lot that do just go coo-coo
Get caught up in the hype, all the glam and lights
Get in the newspapers for the criminal rights
Just try to stay true to my family's view
Of me as a person and all the things I do
'Cause those are the people who're there from the start
And will be there till the end
I won't let the fame confuse me
Forget what's important to me
I won't let the money change me
Rearrange me, jealousy, envy
I would never hesitate to quit the
Recording music industry
For the price of my friends and my family
And the people that have always been there for me
I won't let the fame confuse me
Forget what's important to me
I won't let the money change me
Rearrange me, jealousy, envy
When my bank account is all empty
And there's no more girls left to tempt me
I'll still be Macedonia's same old Tony, uh-huh
We can't decay in the '70s
Now the government wants us to leave
Whether citizen or refugee
You're a robber, killer, or a thief
If you're not banished, you can't believe
You could still achieve Ph.D's
And finally, when you get a degree
You apply for a job to support your family
You get turned down 'cause your hair is brown
Or your name's funny, is there a problem, sonny
Uh, 'cause that's what the problem is
The man doesn't have a job to support his kids
His attitude is bad, his morals are dying
He keeps on applying but they keep on denying
So what is a man to do
Sit aside his crew within an attitude
That's why I'm gonna push oh so hard
From my family's generation who came this far
Who fought for freedom, who're strong enough
For my sister's dedication to raise me up
For my mom and dad for raising a man
That's never gonna change or forget his plans
I'll still be he, same old Tony
Mama's boy from Macedonia
I won't let the fame confuse me
Forget what's important to me
I won't let the money change me
Rearrange me, jealousy, envy
I would never hesitate to quit the
Recording music industry
For the price of my friends and my family
And the people that have always been there for me
I won't let the fame confuse me
Forget what's important to me
I won't let the money change me
Rearrange me, jealousy, envy
When my bank account is all empty
And there's no more girls left to tempt me
I'll still be Macedonia's same old Tony, uh-huh
I'll still be Macedonia's same old Tony, uh-huh
Written by: A. Spirovski
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