Artist/Band:
Cypress Hill
Lyrics for Song: (Rock) Superstar
Lyrics for Album: Live At The Fillmore
So you wanna be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house, five cars
YouÂ’re in charge
CominÂ’ up in the world donÂ’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
I remember the days when I was a young kid, growinÂ’ up
LookinÂ’ in the mirror, dreaminÂ’ about blowinÂ’ up
The rock crowd, make money
True with the honeys
Sign autographs or whatever the people want from me
ShitÂ’s funny
How impossible dreams manifest
And the games that be cominÂ’ with it, nevertheless
You gotta go for the gusto
But you donÂ’t know
About the blood sweat and tears
And losinÂ’ some of your fears
And losinÂ’ some of yourself to the years past, gone by
Hopefully it donÂ’t manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
DonÂ’t know how to act
ShitÂ’s deep, 48 tracks
Studio gangsta max
Signed the deal thinks heÂ’s gonna make a mil
But never will ‘til he crosses over, still
FillinÂ’ your head with fantasies
Come with me
Show the sacrifice it takes to make the Gs
So you wanna be a rock superstar, in the biz
And take shit from people who donÂ’t know what it is
I wish it was all fun and games
But the price of fame is high and some canÂ’t pay the way
Feel trapped in what you rappinÂ’ about
Tell me what happened when you lost cloud
What route you took started collapsinÂ’
No fans, no fame
No respect, no change,
No women and everybody shits on your name
So you wanna be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house, five cars
YouÂ’re in charge
CominÂ’ up in the world donÂ’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house, five cars
YouÂ’re in charge
CominÂ’ up in the world donÂ’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
You ever have big dreams
Of makinÂ’ real cream
Big shot heavy hitter on the mainstream
You wanna look shanty
In the Bentley
Be a star bam never act friendly
You wanna 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 nigga gave full to the fullest
ThatÂ’s why foos end up dining on the bullet
Think everythingÂ’s fine in the big time
See me in my lace with the chrome ring shine
So you wanna go far and live large
It ainÂ’t all that goes with beinÂ’ a rock star
So you wanna be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house and five cars
YouÂ’re in charge
CominÂ’ up in the world donÂ’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house and five cars
YouÂ’re in charge
CominÂ’ up in the world donÂ’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
My own son donÂ’t know me
IÂ’m chillinÂ’ in the hotel room lonely
But I thank God IÂ’m with my holmies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or videoÂ’s gonna show me
No love, theyÂ’re phony
Gotta hit the road solely
So the record gets pushed by Sony
IÂ’m in the middle like mony
And the press say that
My own people disown me
And the best way back
Is to keep your head straight, never inflate the cranium
YouÂ’re too worried about them honeys at the Peladium
Who just wanna cling on, swing on
And so forth, go on, fall off, the whole foot long
To the next rock superstar, with no shame
Give him a year and theyÂ’ll be right out the game
The same as the last one who came before him
Gained fame started gettinÂ’ ignored, I warned him
Assured him
This ainÂ’t easy
Take it from Wheezy
Sleazy people wanna be so cheesy
TheyÂ’re fuckin evil
So you wanna be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house, five cars
YouÂ’re in charge
CominÂ’ up in the world donÂ’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
To be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house, five cars
YouÂ’re in charge
CominÂ’ up in the world donÂ’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
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