(Rock) Superstar

[B-Real talking] A lot of a, sharks out there, try'na take a bite of somethin' What's hot Lot of chameleons out there, try'na change up Anytime somethin' new comes along, everybody wants a bite Don't happen overnight [Chorus] So you want to be a rock superstar? And live large A big house. Five cars, You're in charge. Comin' up in the world. Don't trust nobody got to look over your shoulder constantly I remember the days when I was a young kid growing up Looking in the mirror, dreaming about blowin' up The rock crowds. Make money. Chill with the honeys. Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me. Shit's funny how impossible dreams manifest And the games that be comin' with it Nevertheless, you got to go for the gusto But you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears and Losin' some of your peers. And losin' some of yourself to the years past, gone by Hopefully it don't manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac and the brainiac don't know how to act Shit's deep 48 track studio gangsta mack sign the deal Think he's gonna make a mil but never will 'Til he crosses over, still Fillin' your head with fantasies Come with me Show the sacrifice it takes to make the G's You want to be a rock superstar in the biz And take shit from people who don't know what it is I wish it was all fun and games But the price of fame is high And some can't pay the way Feel trapped in What you rappin' about? Tell me what happened when you lost clout? The route you took started collapsing No fans. No fame. No respect. No change. No women and Everybody shits on your name. [Chorus: x2] People see rock stars, you know what I'm sayin'? But you still try to get out More like everybody else, you know, its a fun job, but its still a job. There's Gonna be another cat comin' out, Looking like me, sounding like me next year. I know this. It'll be a flipside Tell what you did someone trying to spin off like some circus. You ever have big dreams? Or makin' big cream? Big shot, heavy hitter on the mainstream You want to look trendy in the Bentley Be a star band, never act friendly. You want to have big fame Let me explain what happens to these stars and their big brains First they get played like all damn day Long as you sell everything will be ok Then you get dissed by the media and fans Things never stay the same way they began I heard that some never get fooled to the fullest That's why fools end up dining on a bullet Think everything's fine in the big time See me in my Lex with the chrome ray shine So you roll far and live large It ain't all that goes with being a rock star [Chorus: x2] My own son don't know me I'm chillin' in a hotel room, lonely But I thank God I'm with my homies But sometimes I wish I was back home But only no radio or video's gonna show me no love They're phony Got to hit the road solely so the record gets pushed by Sony I'm in the middle like Monie And the press say that my own people disown me The best way back to keep your head straight Never inflate the cranium They're too worried about them honeys at the Palladium Who just want to cling on, swing on, and so on Go on fall off - the ho's fall off To the next rock superstar with no shame Give him a year and they'll be right out the game The same as the last one who came before him Gained fame started getting' ignored I warned him Asured him this ain't easy Take it from the weazy Sleazy people want to be so cheesy They're fucking evil Assassins, assassins [Chorus: x2]