Fame
Mr. Moon Lyrics


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Nicca I’m a ganagsta check the arminak the hood raised a young hustler true artifact
Never told never fold nigga harbor that
You say it’s death before dishonor but you harbor rats
Ain’t no propaganda really I’m just stating facts
My team been winning since the eighties nigga checc the stats
From the mission to the bitches even getting raccs
The truth hurts sad story ain’t no hiding that
But you can make up all the lies that you want to
Pump up ya little puppies just to do the shit you won’t do
You try to put a jaccets on me that will never fit you idolize me keep it real nicca ain’t that it
Ha yo old ass really need to quit stop playing games before you get arthritis in ya rist
Cause I honestly I never heard about you shooting shit just a lot of pillow talking to niggas that think you a bitch
But I guess it’s just ya sherm head ways you really thought you was the man in ya sherm head days
I dnt fuck wit a lotta niggas no
Faking like they love you when they really don’t
The list go’s on an on an on an on an on an on
I dnt fuck wit a lotta niggas no
Faking like they love you when they really don’t
The list go’s on an on an on an on an on an on
Most these rap niggas artificial powdering they nose or prolly fuccing wit that Chrystal
You niggas is feins stop calling your self a artist you a smoker in these streets an your music lyrically garage
Spitting like I’m retarded keep gassing like I just farted
If I’m driving it then I bought it
That gangsta shit you ain’t tought it
These rap niccas is frauds hiding behind they image realistically you a braud
That never been in the streets
An never ducced the police but every song you rap about you perpetrate to be a beast
Talking bout toting heats an holding court on the street
The story you making up is my life down to a T
Crippin since I was three they molding me to a beast
A nicca that never slip an stay wit extended clips
But now I’m chasing these chips and making use of my gifts I got a way wit these words same way as whipping the work flipping it bag it an pitch it
They missing me in the kitchen
I made all my kids towishing fuccing round wit them chiccens you playing while I was pitching
I dnt fucc wit a lotta niggas no
Faking like they love you when they really don’t
The list go’s on an on an on an on an on an on
I dnt fucc wit a lotta niccas no




Faking like they love you when they really don’t
The list go’s on an on an on an on an on an on

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Mr. Moon's song Fame are an insightful commentary about the music industry, specifically calling out the rappers who claim to be gangsters but have never truly lived that lifestyle. He calls them out for being fake and accuses them of hiding behind their image instead of being true to themselves. He talks about his own life growing up in the hood as a young hustler and how his team has been winning since the '80s, and how he doesn't mess with a lot of people who claim to be his friends but are really just faking it. He discusses how his real-life experiences make his lyrics authentic and how he can't stand the artificiality of other rappers.


The lyrics' main theme is about authenticity and staying true to oneself. The song is a critique of the music industry and the rappers who are more concerned with fame and image than representing their true selves. Mr. Moon calls out their lack of street credibility and accuses them of being "frauds hiding behind their image." He presents his own life story as proof that he knows what he's talking about, having grown up in the streets and experienced the struggles firsthand. He insists that his lyrics are authentic and that his words have weight because they come from a place of real-life experience.


Line by Line Meaning

Nicca I’m a gangsta check the arminak the hood raised a young hustler true artifact
I am a true gangster who has been raised in the hood to become a successful hustler and an invaluable artifact of my roots.


Never told never fold nigga harbor that
I never snitch or back down from a challenge, so you better keep that in mind.


You say it’s death before dishonor but you harbor rats
You claim to prioritize honor, but you still associate with disloyal and untrustworthy people.


Ain’t no propaganda really I’m just stating facts
What I'm saying is not an attempt to manipulate or deceive, but simply the truth.


My team been winning since the eighties nigga checc the stats
My crew has been successful for decades, just check the numbers and see for yourself.


From the mission to the bitches even getting raccs
We've been winning in every aspect of life, from our missions and adventures to attracting the ladies and making money.


The truth hurts sad story ain’t no hiding that
It may be hard to hear, but the truth can be painful and there's no hiding from it.


But you can make up all the lies that you want to
Even if you try to deny the truth and fabricate your own version of events, it won't change the facts.


Pump up ya little puppies just to do the shit you won’t do
You hyping up your followers to do things that you wouldn't do yourself, which is hypocritical and dishonest.


You try to put a jaccets on me that will never fit you idolize me keep it real nicca ain’t that it
You're trying to copy my style and persona, but it won't work because it's not authentic to who you are. Be real and admit that you look up to me.


Ha yo old ass really need to quit stop playing games before you get arthritis in ya rist
You're getting too old for these games, so stop pretending to be something you're not before you get hurt.


Cause I honestly I never heard about you shooting shit just a lot of pillow talking to niggas that think you a bitch
Honestly, I've never heard of you actually doing anything in the streets, just talking behind people's backs to those who already doubt your credibility.


But I guess it’s just ya sherm head ways you really thought you was the man in ya sherm head days
I can only assume that your delusions of grandeur come from your days of smoking too much sherm and thinking you were invincible.


I dnt fuck wit a lotta niggas no
I don't associate with many people these days.


Faking like they love you when they really don’t
Many people pretend to care about you, but in reality, they don't.


The list go’s on an on an on an on an on an on
The people who pretend to care about you are endless.


Most these rap niggas artificial powdering they nose or prolly fuccing wit that Chrystal
Most rappers these days are fake and just trying to look cool by doing drugs like cocaine or crystal meth.


You niggas is feins stop calling your self a artist you a smoker in these streets an your music lyrically garage
You guys are addicts posing as artists, pretending to be talented while your music is actually garbage and glorifies drug use.


Spitting like I’m retarded keep gassing like I just farted
I may seem crazy, but I'm just speaking my mind and keeping it real, even if it's not always pretty.


If I’m driving it then I bought it
If you see me riding in something, you can bet that I purchased it myself.


That gangsta shit you ain’t tought it
You may try to act tough or gangster, but you don't have what it takes to truly embody that lifestyle.


These rap niccas is frauds hiding behind they image realistically you a braud
Most rappers these days are fake, hiding behind their personas, but in reality, they're just weak and cowardly.


That never been in the streets
They've never actually lived the life they claim to portray in their music.


An never ducced the police but every song you rap about you perpetrate to be a beast
They've never been in trouble with the law, but they still pretend to be tough and dangerous in their music.


Talking bout toting heats an holding court on the street
They talk a big game about carrying weapons and taking charge on the streets.


The story you making up is my life down to a T
The stories they claim to be their own are actually just copied from my real experiences, down to the smallest details.


Crippin since I was three they molding me to a beast
I've been living the gang lifestyle since I was a child, which has helped shape me into a true beast.


A nicca that never slip an stay wit extended clips
I am always prepared for any situation, carrying powerful weapons to protect myself and my crew.


But now I’m chasing these chips and making use of my gifts I got a way wit these words same way as whipping the work flipping it bag it an pitch it
These days, my focus is on making money and using my talents to succeed. I have a way with words on the mic, just like I did on the streets when flipping drugs.


They missing me in the kitchen
My old crew probably wishes they still had me around to help with their drug operation.


I made all my kids towishing fuccing round wit them chiccens you playing while I was pitching
I was successful in the drug game and even trained my crew to be successful too, while you were just goofing around.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: KORY WHITE

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