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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.