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She stuck a cell phone camera right into my face

With a flick of my wrist I filled her nose full of mace

The cops wanna know what was wrong with me

Didn't give me to explain it see

It ain't her fault for being careless

It's ain't her fault for being brainless

It ain't her fault for being hopeless

But it's my fault for being famous

I'm at the LAX just a-checkin my bag

When up comes a little paparazzi scumbag

I took a laptop slapped him up the side his head

The cops wanted to know why I left him for dead

It ain't his fault for bein nameless

It ain't his fault for bein thoughtless

It ain't his thought for bein shameless

But it's my fault for bein famous

(Let her go, boy)

I had a sweet old lady walk up to me

Wanted to get a photograph for her grandson to see

And as the digital camera lit up the place

She unloaded a chrome 45 in my face

But it ain't her fault for bein ruthless

Ain't her fault for bein toothless

Ain't her fault for bein blameless

But it's my fault for bein famous