Billy Gram - Make You Famous lyrics

rate me

Hey, this is a psa, to every artist, every artist

For everyone and every cipher

They will never be one nicer than me

To whom it may concern, you'll see bodies, let it burn

This is for each and every one of you

See I'm a motherfucking monster, catch me in Casso

We got everything, bails, whistles and the choppers

This here is the warehouse, I'm making deliveries

Before I wrote this rhyme, I ask god to deliver me

Focus on delivery, you niggas is mini me's

Only thing you can do now is hope for peace and serenity

I am so remarkable, these niggas can't be marketed

Become my public enemy and you will now be targeted

Talking to these niggas who just picked up a mike like it was cue

All these wolves in sheep's clothing, I refuse to be fooled

I don't listen to the bullshit, now they ... that's it

All these niggas rapping is just asking for a casket

I done blow the casket on a practice run

Ain't no way you can pass them, you in traffic son

Ain't no way you can gas them my flow is unleaded

Ashes to ashes, 911, medic

You wanna be famous, I heard you wanna be famous

You said you wanna be famous

Well I think I can make you famous

You wanna be famous, I heard you wanna be famous

And nor the kings or ... nor the king's men

Couldn't put this rap shit back together again

And I got them in the rough, I got bars lil nigga

We make hits over here, don't start lil nigga

Joey ...'s my nigga, I fucks without...

Hit for ... tracks on the beat, that's a ...

Well connected, y'all some sound click rappers

... to get the body bags, just to wrap them

If it ain't great ace knowledge cool, I ain't fucking with it

Contracts, youngsters, they my niggas, y'all ain't fucking with it

John Doe getter, we really got a problem

Free cake these stunts, big bra, I got them

Knock these niggas off they high horse

Yeah I'm working grave shift, time to clock in

I'm locked in, hit the pavement

Jay Adams' a cracker, cause he be spitting ...lines

Where niggas couldn't get creative if they have racks on

My niggas don't get on, I'm taking off on erybody

Arturo Gatti, this a one in shot, get body

You wanna be famous, I heard you wanna be famous

You said you wanna be famous

Well I think I can make you famous

You wanna be famous, I heard you wanna be famous

And nor the kings or ... nor the king's men

Couldn't put this rap shit back together again

I got a motherfucking bone to pick

With all these niggas with no talent

I keep hearing these songs about ... is no balance

Ask me about rapping I tell you it's no talent

Even Jesus know I got gang, words to Ray Allen

In the booth cause I'm the truth, I belong here nigga

You be acting like rapping don't get you on little nigga

So, I'm supposed to give credit to a lesser dude

Who execute a flow by shit that he ain't never do

All these cowards talk loud, I ain't scared of shit

Split personality, nigga that ain't never you

Who put you on a pedestal, you look so proud

How you a hero when you kneel, don't get knocked down, clown

You're a total white flag, your head got a price tag

When you a looser erybody trying to price next

From here on if you on I'm your agent

Wanna be famous little nigga, just say it

You wanna be famous, I heard you wanna be famous

You said you wanna be famous

Well I think I can make you famous

You wanna be famous, I heard you wanna be famous

And nor the kings or ... nor the king's men

Couldn't put this rap shit back together again.