F.A.M.E. Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder (Uh, yeah)
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder (Yeah, uh, for sure)
Kill, kill, kill


[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Fully auto, my only motto, forever thugging
Chevy on 6s, them Forgiatos ain't ever scrubbing
Watch honeys run through a hundred bottles like it was nothing
We leave the club with two foreign models, her and her cousin
Niggas say that we the brand new thug life
Washin' dirty money with this mic, I wish it was right
Sellin' stones, sippin' Perignon, fuck a Bud Light
Tony said the world is yours, only if you plug right
My God, when they bury me, pray my casket be solid gold
Funeral packed with a separate section for all my hoes
Most niggas choose it and lose it quickly, but I was chose
Cook it and sell it, my mama smell it up in my clothes
Bet your favorite rapper get extorted for his paycheck
Mask on my skull, they ain't identify my face yet
We stickin' suckers up, I hope they stickin' to the cheddar
You pussy niggas might be rich, but you ain't rich forever
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
And he can go hard, but I'ma go the hardest
Thuggin' from the start, don't get a nigga started
Came to bring the realness, I know the streets starving
You know we with the business, my niggas go retarded
When we ride
Uh, when we ride on our enemies

Uh, never hide from our enemies
Uh, when we ride our enemies
Fully loaded .45 on my enemies

[Verse 2: Daz Dillinger]
I go ha-ha-hard up on you motherfuckers
Immediately cock it back and spray one of you fucking suckers
You off-brand niggas get down with the punishment
It's D-P-G, Dogg Pound, so who you want it with?
Them gangbang niggas is active, cappin' shit
In the active with them old-school Tommy gun extended clip
I ride around the city in expensive whips
Should've known that them gangster niggas don't trip
Flag swinging, me and Deep, nigga, yeah, we gangbanging
Bringing down the ashes if you niggas flaming
Aim for your dome, head shots, slug shots
Police put me through what? 2-1 on my mugshot
Crazy-ass niggas, yeah, we insane
Put the pistol in your mouth, blow out your brain
Bail out on an eight million dollar bond
Soon as I hit the streets, nigga, it's back on
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
And he can go hard, but I'ma go the hardest
Thuggin' from the start, don't get a nigga started
Came to bring the realness, I know the streets starving
You know we with the business, my niggas go retarded
When we ride
Uh, when we ride on our enemies

Uh, never hide from our enemies
Uh, when we ride our enemies
Fully loaded .45 on my enemies

[Verse 3: Spice 1]
When I finger fuck my .45
I hit a nigga right between his eyes
Pull out the heat, make him dance and do the Dougie
Before I blow the back of his shit out, it can get ugly

Yes, y'all, I put his cherry pie on the wall
When I ride on my enemies, niggas know it's uncut and raw
Mr. Bossalini, you can try to stand guard
But niggas like me be going Taliban hard
I spit grenades and piss bullets
Eat a bitch nigga for breakfast when I aim and pull it
Doin' wonders for this bread, I pills and bury these motherfuckers
But his doughboy die with the heat I carry in my clutches
I'm a natural born rider like my nigga Freddie Gibbs
Steady going hard and riding with steady clips
I been thuggin' from the beginnin', you niggas soft as linen
I wear my black Jordans to match with my MAC-10
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
And he can go hard, but I'ma go the hardest
Thuggin' from the start, don't get a nigga started
Came to bring the realness, I know the streets starving
You know we with the business, my niggas go retarded
When we ride
Uh, when we ride on our enemies

Uh, never hide from our enemies
Uh, when we ride our enemies
Fully loaded .45 on my enemies
And he can go hard, but I'ma go the hardest
Thuggin' from the start, don't get a nigga started
Came to bring the realness, I know the streets starving
You know we with the business, my niggas go retarded
When we ride
Uh, when we ride on our enemies

Uh, never hide from our enemies
Uh, when we ride our enemies
Fully loaded .45 on my enemies

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Genius Annotation

“[The acronym stands for] ‘Fuck All My Enemies.’ You know who I am talking about. If you an enemy—fuck you.

“I grew up listening to Daz and Spice-1. If it wasn’t for guys like that, I wouldn’t be rapping. Any project I do, I try to pay homage to guys that I respect. Last project I fucked with Jadakiss. He’s one of the guys that when I came up, I came up listening to. He’s still an athlete in this game. He’s still one of the best in it. He don’t get his credit.

“I always try to pay homage to the guys that were instrumental in my career with me coming up. That’s why I linked up with Daz and Spice-1.

“[This is a diss] track to anybody who want it. If the shoe fits, wear it. I’m talking shit about all of you niggas. If the shoe fits, wear it. If you pick up the shoe and you put it on. You want to take to Twitter and you want to get on your track and say something about Freddie Gibbs, make sure you got your hardhat on.”

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Release Date
March 23, 2013
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