Money Ova Fame

Story Behind The Song

This is a song dedicated to the people who are forced to do what they have to to survive. For the ones that feel "the only one that is gonna help me...Is Me."

Song Description

This is a song that touches on a lot of topics that plauge the inner cities, from robbing pimping and hustling to get out of this systematic hell hole.

Song Length 2:44 Genre Rap - Gangsta, Rap - West Coast
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Restless, Cool Subject Economics, Crime, Theft
Similar Artists Ice Cube, Nas Language English
Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

-Verse 1-

As tha sun goes down
And tha night sets in
Tha streets lights glisten
Off dem rims that spin
Ladies lookin lovely
Laid hair and nails did
Purple in my lungs
I'm higher than tha atmosphere
Scopin out tha scene
Cause I know it's major green
In tha pockets of these bustas
So I'm on em like ah fiend
Too me it ain't ah thang
To leave you naked in tha streets
Yellin fo tha one times
Callin me ah thief
Tha system wanna kill us
Wanna keep us like we slaves
Exploit tha way we livin
To keep tha corporations paid
I forced to bring it to em
Cause ah nigga gotta eat
If it's pimpin wit ah freak
Or catch you slippin wit my heat
Tha block stays hot
And tha world keeps turnin
You either got ah jump shot
Or get shot servin
That's tha way it is
And it's sad I gotta say it
Some people just won't see it
Til it's time to meet yo maker.

-Hook- (Repeat 2x)
What's going on
In tha world now days
It seem everything done changed
Now we grippin grain
Blowin dro
Switchiin lanes
On ah grimey
Cause it money ova fame
[It's money ova fame]

-Verse 2-

Murder death kill
On tha avenue you'll get peeled
Piss off dem niggaz that's holdin
You'll get steel
To tha grill
Wit tha sound of ah pop
That brings thrills to tha one
That's applyin tha shot
Bustaz chasin lyrics
So they floss what they got
You got ah mansion on yo neck
My niggas live in ah box
To them it's like robin hood
Steal it from tha rich
Then give it to tha poor
Ta take it back to tha liquor store
Just ta deal wit tha pain
And the stress
Of being out numbered
Enslaved and oppressed
It's to tha point
We kill our own brother
Ta make it through tha struggle
Cause somebody gotta bubble
Tha hood got issues
Tha news ain't printin
My soldiers in jail on tha streets
But ain't sentenced
Political prisoners
Of ah race war
That started 400 years ago
And still going strong.

-Hook-

What's going on
In tha world now days
It seem everythings done changed
Now we grippin grain
Blowin dro
Switchin lanes
On ah grimey
Cause its money ova fame
[It's money ova fame]

Lyrics Supa Agent Orange (Shawn T. Easterling) Music Supa Agent Orange (Shawn T. Easterling)
Producer Supa Agent Orange (Shawn T. Easterling) Publisher Bio Type Publishing (ASCAP)
Performance Supa Agent Orange (Shawn T. Easterling) Label Biohazard Global Entertainment

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