Out For Fame Lyrics - Krs One

* train whistle * 

Yo right here, right here 

It's right through the fence, right through the fence 

Jump! * feet landing * 

Yeah.. right there, right there 

That's the 2's and the 5's 

* bag rustling * 

Joe gimme that, the fat, the fat cap, fat cap 

Yeah.. 

* train rolls in * 

Aight * shaking can up * 

Aight, let's do it now, let's do it now 

* spray paint * 

Yeah.. yeah.. 

Nah gi-gimme the other cap, gimme the other one 

Yeah right there 

* more spray * 

Front .. Page .. Entertainment .. Group 

Yeah.. 

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 8X) 

* first time, minus "I'm" * 

Hah! Hahahaha 

All graffiti artists hold tight, hooo! 

All graffiti artists hold tight, word 

Check check check it out y'all 

Check check check check check it out y'all 

[KRS-One] 

I got twenty-five cans in my knapsack, crossin out the wick-wack 

Puttin up my name with a fat cap 

Suckers that want to be in my face I just slap that 

Big respect to Artifacts, Fat Joey Crack and 

Mack and, Bio, and Brim come again 

with B.G. 183, recognize me 

with the mad colors, I'm a fiend for spraypaint 

Laugh if you want to, I really care if you ain't 

cause you don't me see, and I don't know you 

But I do know Cope2, he be gettin walls too 

It's the underground community of what we call writers 

Worldwide burners, gettin hotter gettin brighter 

Whattup Nicer, whattup Razor, whattup Chino 

Masta Ase in the place, you know we know 

my man Rican, my man Zorro, taught me how to draw 

in the yards of the 5 train and the 4 

So when I'm on tour I represent the hardcore 

I'm taggin up your blackbook sure, I'm out for the fame 

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 4X) 

* first time, minus "I'm" * 

Yeah, check it out check it out check it out one time 

Hip-hop music in effect one time 

[KRS-One] 

When I was growin up, I had no butcher baker candlestick maker 

I had rubbing alcohol and carbon paper 

Yeah, carbon paper and a blackboard eraser 

got me chased in the bus yards, with Rican and Nazer 

Historically speakin, cause people be dissin 

The first graffiti artists in the world were the Egyptians 

Writing on the walls, mixing characters with letters 

to tell the graphic story about their life, however 

today we do the same thing, with how we rap and draw 

We call it hardcore, they call it breakin the law 

There used to be a time when rap music was illegal 

The cops would come and break up every party when they see you 

But now the rap music's making money for the corporate 

It's acceptable to flaunt it, now everybody's on it 

Graffiti isn't corporate so it gets no respect 

Hasn't made a billion dollars for some corporation yet, so 

in the name of Phase2, Stay High, Pre-streets 

Grab your cans and hit the streets, I'm out for fame 

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 6X) 

Yeah, hip-hop culture in the house one time 

All graffiti artists in the house one time 

Yeah.. 

Biggin up the other side things here y'all 

The visual, not your video (check it out) 

[KRS-One] 

I'm livin in the city, inner city not a farm 

Steady bombin til I get fatigue in my arm 

Watchin for the beast cause many artists they shot em 

And beat em in the yards, while doin a top to bottom 

So pass me a can, not of Old Gold 

but full blue, sky blue, watch me unfold 

with the cold burner, of names you mighta heard of 

like Fab 5 Freddy, Sam Sever 

Word to the wise, Futura 2000 recognize 

Nation of creation, G Man come alive 

Checkin out Revolt and Zephyr 

My man Easy, and Rembrandt, Mitch 77 

Oh no with the paint we can never dilly-dally 

Big up and respect to Con Art in Cali 

The Soul Artists, The Rebels, The Rascals, 3YB 

United Artists, TAT and Dondi 

Yes the other side of hip-hop is representin the visual 

Toys we be DISSIN you, I'm out for fame 

"I'm writin my name, in graffiti on the wall" (repeat 10X) 

Hip-hop in the house one time 

Video graf in the house one time 

All graffiti artists in the house dig the rhyme 

Put up your nine, put up your nine, yeah! 

Fresh.. for nineteen-ninety-five 

You SUCKERS!!!!