written by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
produced by: vanilla ice, tha hit men, zero
published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.,
oliver and cooley music publishing, bmi.
talkbox: jeffrey smith
bass: mike daane
drums: davis bickston
guitar: andy timmons
background vocals (rap): vanilla ice
mix by: vanilla ice
synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.
now everybody wants to have fame
but you´ll pay the price if you´re not plain´ it by the game
cuz this game is made up of a bunch of crazy rules,
and fools get took if they´re not plaing by the rules.
now, the ice is kickin´ it, kickin´ it kickin´ it like a champ,
but don´t try to play me like some wet food stamp.
they say that it was a fluke,
cuz i used a fat loop,
but here´s the sccop, troop
the ice is back to make it hoop.
an´ since it´s 94, and now i´m back on the scene,
escapin from the hell of takin´ it to the extreme.
it´s kind of strange, cuz people say you´ve changed...
but i never changed,
even though i got fame,
yo, i´m still the same...ugh!
fame, i´m still the same person,
i never ever switch, an´ even if i´m rich.
but now it´s like an itch,
cuz i love the music.
they say i do it for the money,
and it´s funny, clockin´ all the honeys;
the ones that used to dis - now they wanna kiss.
lookin´ at what my troops got,
now they´re getting their boots knocked.
damn it´s a shame - do i love ´em
no i don´t "g".
a couple of yeas ago, they didn´t want me
now i got these so called friends,
it´s down with the ice,
cuz they know i´m makin´ ends.
but my real friends have been friends through the fame.
an´ since i have fame ain´t a damn thing changed,
yo i´m still the same...ugh!
and let me tell you about the pros and the cons,
fame only lasts if you keep droppin´ them bombs.
now in the public eye - you know i´m havin´ to admit it,
you become a target for a whole lot of critics.
reporters stickin´ to ya like white on rice.
now everywhere i go they wanna interview the ice.
before every show it´s like i´m steadily surrounded
by all of my fans and the media´s houndin´
this is not a dis cuz i love all my fans,
but the media doesn´t really understand.
they take what ya say, twist it around into lies,
and the next thing ya know,
a bunch of rumors start to fly.
then they try to make you out to be a straight liar,
and next you´ll be the front page of hte national enquirer.
oh what a price to pay to play this crazy game,
you betta´ be prepared if you ever reach fame.
yo, i´m still the same...ugh!