Fame )
2PAC Lyrics

Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴And my niggas say
We want the fame
c'mon (C'mon)

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game

Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

Though we exist and breathe some believe currency comes to G's
Stresses after battle with success comes greed (echo)
They got me hot When they shot me
Plotted my revenge
To increase my ends
Enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose
Red or blue
We must all stay true
Play the game nigga
Never let the game play you
And for the fame
Niggas change fast
That's a shame
What's the game
Lost souls
Who controls our brain?
Who can I blame?
The world seems strange at times
Somewhat insane
I'm hoping we can change with time
I'm living blinded
Searching for refinement
Curse, I know death follows me
But I murder him first
And worse yet
With each breathe
Steps I take
Breathless
Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish?
Cigar ashes
Coaster
Crystal glasses
We mash on them jealous bastards
With a ski mask
I'm the first one to warn them
Blast it
Wrapped in plastic
Bullshitting got his ass hit (outlaws)
Ain't nothing left now
Treated like a stepchild
Was not for me
Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck 'em all)
Be rocking beats
Fake in fame

Block run and shoot slugs
We throw them back like hardballs
Without the gloves
No love for these fake desperados
And thugs I bleed to envy
Smoke and blow out they blunts
Sipping Henney
Drunk nights
And hot days
Cocking my heat shooting it sideways
A wife on the run
Full of common blunts
Unconditionally married
To my gun
Fulfillin' my destiny
On knees
And ones desires
Be pulling all my cabbage like priors
Stuck in the trance searching for something higher
Fortune and fame

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

Searching for fortune and fame
Lost in the rain
A lose of the game
With life the cost of the game
We forcing the change
Mother fuck flossing the chain
All the blame
Belongs to the part of the brain (
That we never use nigga
Plus my heart is in pain
And if I ever lose homey
Bet I'm at it again
Outlaws don't die
So united we stand
And if family come before
All the fortune and fame

As I walk up in the crib
Laid to rest my head
Say some rhymes to angels
Hope they bless my bed
Hope they bless me the righteous way
Got a homie locked down
Outta town
I sent him a kite today
Man that hate in your heart you gotta cleanse it dog
Praying for my downfall and I can sense it dog
I was passed down the street fame
Like glock clocked and keep aim
Was raised up with a clock box
And I ran with the local street gang
They say the light is faded
But still shine in the dark
You can easy been a man
But you is a boy in your heart
And that's some game that I got
From generation of game
In the road of life dog
We need to switch up lanes
Think about it

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

I can't complain
I've seen my fair share of the fame
It won't change me
Now I've got this piece of change
I feel strange I got so used to the hood
That when I finally got out at first it ain't feel good
I was just a baby still retarded from slavery
When we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me
Ghetto ain't made me I made myself
Poverty raised me thinking ain't no help
I pray for my health my mind and my family too
State of myself my grind and my family crew
Where one hand watches the other
No we ain't blood
But we still real brothers
The struggle is real
Nothing can steal
What we build
And that remains the same
'Till that day we killed
And that's real
Life that I was aimed to be
Love by my family tree
That's fame to me
How about it

One thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
Nothing but pain
Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

The one thing we all adore
Something worth dying for
It's been nothing but pain

Stuck in this game
Searching for fortune and fame

Overall Meaning

The song "Fame" by Tupac Shakur is an exploration of the concept of fame and the sacrifices that come with pursuing it. The lyrics are a reflection of Tupac's own experiences in the rap industry, where fame and fortune can seem tantalizingly close yet always out of reach. The chorus, "One thing we all adore, Something worth dying for, Searching for fortune and fame,” encapsulates the theme of the song.

Tupac portrays fame as a double-edged sword. While it can bring wealth and recognition, it also brings betrayal, envy, and danger. The lyrics describe how some people will do anything to achieve fame, including plotting revenge against others and changing themselves to fit the perceived notions of what is popular. However, Tupac also acknowledges that fame has provided him with opportunities and resources that he never would have had otherwise. Overall, the song is a cautionary tale about the price of fame and how it can be both a blessing and a curse.

Overall, “Fame” is one of the most powerful and emotional tracks on Tupac’s posthumously released album “Better Dayz.” It is a reflection of Tupac's own complicated and tumultuous relationship with fame, and a warning to others who may aspire to follow in his footsteps.

Line by Line Meaning

And my niggas say
My friends and I are all saying

We want the fame c'mon (c'mon)
We desire and aspire for the fame, so come on

One thing we all adore
We all have a great affection and admiration for something

Something worth dying for
Something that is extremely valuable and worth risking one's life for

Nothing but pain
We are only experiencing agony and discomfort

Stuck in this game
We are trapped in this lifestyle of fame-seeking and hustling

Searching for fortune and fame
We are on a quest to acquire wealth and popularity

The one thing we all adore
The thing we all appreciate and love

It's been nothing but pain
So far, all we have experienced is suffering and misery

Though we exist and breathe some believe currency comes to G's
Although we are alive and well, some people think only gangsters can obtain wealth and prosperity

Stresses after battle with success comes greed (echo)
After overcoming obstacles to become successful, greed can easily take over and cause stress

They got me hot when they shot me
I became angry when someone shot me

Plotted my revenge to increase my ends
I planned to take revenge to increase my profits

Enemies gettin' dropped win or lose red or blue
My foes will be defeated, whether we win or lose, regardless of their gang affiliations

We must all stay true
We need to remain authentic and genuine under all circumstances

Play the game nigga
Participate in the hustle and struggle, my friend

Never let the game play you
Don't allow the pursuit of fame to control and consume you

And for the fame niggas change fast that's a shame
People quickly change for the sake of fame, and that's regrettable

What's the game lost souls who controls our brain?
Who is in charge of our minds and the game we are playing, and why are so many people lost in this world?

Who can I blame?
Who can I hold responsible?

The world seems strange at times somewhat insane
Occasionally, the world appears peculiar and even crazy

I'm hoping we can change with time
I expect that with time, we will be able to change our ways

I'm living blinded searching for refinement
I am living without clarity and searching for improvement

Curse, I know death follows me but I murder him first and worse yet
Even though I am cursed, I will destroy death before it can hurt me

With each breath steps I take breathless
I am running out of breath with every step I take

Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish?
Is there a remedy for a hustler who wants to die?

Cigar ashes coaster crystal glasses
I am smoking cigars and drinking alcohol while using a coaster to avoid damaging the crystal glasses

We mash on them jealous bastards with a ski mask
We confront and attack the envious people who hate us while wearing ski masks

I'm the first one to warn them blast it wrapped in plastic
I always provide a warning before shooting them and I conceal my gun with plastic

Bullshittin' got his ass hit (Outlaws)
He got hit because he was lying (said by Outlaws)

Ain't nothing left now treated like a stepchild
There is nothing left for us, and we are being neglected like stepchildren

Was not for me nothing but busters and bitches (fuck 'em all)
This lifestyle is not for me, it is only full of fake and disrespectful people (I don't care about them)

Be rockin' beats fake in fame block run and shoot slugs
We make music with an artificial sense of fame, run the streets, and shoot bullets at our enemies

We throw them back like hardballs without the gloves
We retaliate in a similar manner without getting any protection from the consequences

No love for these fake desperados and thugs I bleed to envy
I have no respect for these fraudulent gangsters and violent criminals, and I feel envious of them

Smoke and blow out they blunts sipping Henny
I smoke and then exhale their marijuana while sipping Hennessy

Drunk nights and hot days cockin' my heat shootin' it sideways
I am drunk during nights and under the sun, and I hold my gun sideways while shooting

A wife on the run full of common blunts unconditionally married to my gun
I am committed to my gun, as it is always with me, and I am always on the move while smoking regular marijuana

Fulfillin' my destiny on knees and ones desires be pullin' all my cabbage like priors
I am fulfilling my purpose, praying, and achieving goals by earning lots of money, like government informants

Stuck in the trance searching for something higher fortune and fame lost in the rain
I am in a hypnotic state, craving something greater and better, but instead, I am struggling to find wealth and celebrity

A lose of the game with life the cost of the game we forcing the change
We are losing the game of life, and the price we pay is our lives, but we still try to make positive adjustments

Mother fuck flossing the chain all the blame belongs to the part of the brain (that we never use nigga
I don't care about displaying wealth and jewelry, and all the fault for our shortcomings is attributable to our unused brains.

Plus my heart is in pain
In addition to my physical pain, my emotions are also hurt

And if I ever lose homey bet I'm at it again outlaws don't die so united we stand
In case I end up losing everything, I will come back to try harder because outlaws are immortal, and together we can overcome anything

And if family come before all the fortune and fame
I prioritize my family over acquiring wealth and fame

As I walk up in the crib laid to rest my head
As I walk into my house and lie down to sleep

Say some rhymes to angels hope they bless my bed
I pray to the angels to bless my rest while reciting some of my lyrics

Hope they bless me the righteous way
I hope they bless me with pure intentions and actions

Got a homie locked down outta town I sent him a kite today
I have a friend who is imprisoned in another city, and I sent him a message today

Man that hate in your heart you gotta cleanse it dog
You have to remove the hate from your heart, my friend

Praying for my downfall and I can sense it dog
Somebody is wishing for me to fail, and I can feel it, my friend

I was passed down the street fame
I inherited my fame and reputation from the streets

Like glock clocked and keep aim was raised up with a clock box and I ran with the local street gang
I grew up with guns and violence, and I ran with the neighborhood gang

They say the light is faded but still shine in the dark
People say that my potential is gone, but I still have the opportunity to flourish in the dark

You can easy been a man but you is a boy in your heart
You may seem like a grown-up man, but you still have the heart of a boy

And that's some game that I got from generation of game
That's a lesson I learned from a long line of people who played this game

In the road of life dog we need to switch up lanes
In the journey of life, we need to make changes and adapt to different situations

Think about it I can't complain
When I reflect on it, I have nothing to complain about

I've seen my fair share of the fame it won't change me
I have experienced enough fame to have a balanced perspective, and it will not change who I am

Now I've got this piece of change I feel strange
Now that I have earned a significant amount of money, I feel unusual and unfamiliar

I got so used to the hood that when I finally got out at first it ain't feel good
I got accustomed to my neighborhood so much that when I first left it, I felt uncomfortable

I was just a baby still retarded from slavery when we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me
I was still young and affected by the legacy of slavery when we had to work hard for very little reward, and nobody helped me

Ghetto ain't made me I made myself poverty raised me thinking ain't no help
The ghetto did not shape me; I rose above poverty on my own and believed that no one would assist me

I pray for my health my mind and my family too
I pray for my well-being, mental health, and also for my family

State of myself my grind and my family crew
I pay attention to my state, my hard work, and my family members

Where one hand watches the other
We help each other

No we ain't blood but we still real brothers
We are not related by blood, but we are still close friends

The struggle is real
The difficulty of the situation is genuine

Nothing can steal what we build
Our achievements and progress cannot be taken away from us

And that remains the same 'till that day we killed
This will continue to be true until the day we die

Life that I was aimed to be
The life I intended to have

Love by my family tree
Respected and cherished by my relatives

That's fame to me
This is what fame means to me

How about it searching for fortune and fame
What do you think about it? Are you also searching for wealth and fame?

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DELMAR DREW ARNAUD, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR

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