Übersetzung: Out Here On My Own. Fame Soundtrack Robbie.
will flip out 'cause I got fame My dogs in the hood handlin' business Then throw your sets up - come on, represent Uh-huh (Hook [B.G.]) This for my dogs that be thuggin' on
own gain So I keep on steppin', and keep on rappin' Statyin' above the others, you know what's happenin' For the better of myself, and not the fame I
the bar and played the star everywhere I went In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own I close my eyes and picture home On my block [Chorus]
me, look at all the shit you did to me, my misery I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames In my search for fame will I change? I'm askin [Chorus
the jail cell. (One time for my niggas locked up.) One time for my niggas doin life in hell. One time for my niggas on Death Row. (For my niggas on Death
Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police Seen so much murder, neighborhoods gettin no sleep But still, I get my money on major, continuously Communicatin through my
the on other one that ever showed me love Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs a striaght thug. Just me, my mama out here on our own So I got two
Shit You Did To Me. My Misery I Rose Up From The Slums. Made It Out The Flames In My Search For Fame. Will I Change. (Fading Out) [Chorus: Eminem]
got in the way, sorry to say You shoulda known, shinin on Sonsee's not in the day All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates be rippin it illin it
my own team Too much division, head-on collisions Is blockin my visionary skills Get back to the mission to pay my own bills Stay on point and I guard my
a-round my way This is how we play, Every day it's the same old same, Around my way, Around my way, Around my way, Come around my way, my way (my way
kept on with the keep on You can't sleep on, so get gone and go get my coffee gopher The girls on my toblerone, the bone her Head stat on your cold toner
Chronicle My life, I realise I'm responsible for obstacles In front of me, my own self to blame But I worked hard to receive the wealth and fame It
Songz] Aye Mother fuck the world, my mother fucked my daddy Then my mother fuckin had me, now I'm popping like some acne Mother fuck my daddy, guess I
a war inside my head Feeling strangers staring my way Reading minds never read Tasting danger with each word I say Waging the war inside my head [IV
I apologize if all that I sound like, is I'm complaining, But life keeps on complicating, an' I'm debating, On leaving this world, this evening, even my
