(Hook) A lot of er... out there Turn up to a bite of something hot A lot of comedians out Try to up Every something new comes along Everybody to buy it Don't happen (B-Real) So you wanna be a rock superstar, and large A big house, 5 cars, you're in Comin' up in the world, trust nobody look over your shoulder constantly I remember the when I was a young kid growin up in the mirror, dreamin about blowin up The rock crowds, money, chill with the honeys Sign or whatever the people want from me Shit's how impossible dreams manifest And the that be comin with it you got to go for the gusto but you don't know About the blood, and tears And some of your peers And losing some of yourself to the years past, by Hopefully you manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac and the know how to act Shits deep 48 gangster, mack, Sign the deal, thinks he's gonna make a But never til he crosses over Still filling your with fantasies Come with me, the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese You wanna be a superstar in the biz And take shit from who don't know what it is I wish it was all fun and games but the of fame is high And can't pay to play Feel trapped in what you about Tell me what happened when you lost the route You took started No No No No No And everybody shits on your So you wanna be a superstar, and live large A big house, 5 cars, in charge Comin' up in the world, don't nobody Gotta look over your shoulder And be a rock superstar, and live A big house, 5 cars, in charge Comin' up in the world, trust nobody look over your shoulder constantly (Hook) People see stars You know I'm sayin But you try to Get out'n like, like... everybody else, you know You know, it is a fun job but still a job, you know Save money, man... Save your money too Hit single don't very long You know I'm I mean I'm lucky in this too There's be another gat comin out Looking like me, soundin' like me next I know It'll be a Of you did Somebody's tryin to something serious (Sen Dog) You have big dreams of making big green Big shot, hitter on the main And you wanna look In the Bentley, be a snob and never act You wanna big fame, let me explain happens to these stars and their big brains First they get played like all day as you sell everything will be OK Then you get dissed by the media and Things never the same way they began I heard some never give full to the fullest That's while fools end up on the bullet Think everything's in the big time See me in my Lex with a raised high So you roll far And large It ain't all goes with bein a rock star (B-Real) My own son don't me I'm chillin in the hotel lonely But I thank God I'm my homies But sometimes I I was back home But no radio or videos didn't show me no love The phony, gotta hit the slowly So the record pushed by Sony I'm in the middle like And the press say that my own disown me And the best way back is to your head straight, never inflate the cranium They're too worried about them honies at the Who wanna cling on, swing on, And so on Go on, off, The hoes on Till the next rock With no Give him a year and he'll be out the game The same as the last one who before him Gained fame, started gettin ignored, I him him This easy take it from weezy Sleezy people wanna be so fuckin' evil