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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chino Moreno
Chino Moreno
Intro Vocals
Everlast
Everlast
Spoken Word
Mike Fingers
Mike Fingers
Electric Guitar
Rogelio Lozano
Rogelio Lozano
Electric Guitar
Eric Bobo
Eric Bobo
Drums
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Turntables
B-Real
B-Real
Vocals
Sen Dog
Sen Dog
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Freese
Louis Freese
Songwriter
Lawrence Muggerud
Lawrence Muggerud
Songwriter
Senen Reyes
Senen Reyes
Songwriter
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Producer
Troy Staton
Troy Staton
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

A lot of sharks out there tryna take a bite of somethin' What's hot? Lot of chameleons out there tryna change up Anytime somethin' new comes along, everybody wants a bite Don't happen overnight So you wanna be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, five cars, you're in change Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder, constantly I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up Looking in the mirror, dreamin' about blowin' up The rock crowd, make money, chill with the honey's Sign autographs or 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 losing some of your peers And losing 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 tracks Studio gangster mack signed the deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil' But never will 'til he crosses over Still filling your head with fantasies Come with me, show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese You wanna 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 Still 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 You wanna be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, five cars, you're in change Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder, constantly To be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, five cars, you're in change Comin' up in the world don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly People see rockstars, you know what I'm saying? But you still tryna get out more like Like everybody else, you know, you know It's a fun job, but it's still a job, you know Save your money man, save your money too Hit single don't last very long, you know what I'm saying? I mean, you're lucky in this game too There's gon' be another cat comin' out Lookin' like me, soundin' like me, next year I know this They'll be a flipside, do what you do Somebody'll try to spin off like some series You ever have big dreams of makin' big cream? Big shot, heavy hitter on the mainstream You wanna look trendy in the Bentley Be a snob and 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 okay Then you get dissed by the media and fans Things never stay the same way they began I heard that some never give full to the fullest That's while fools end up dining on the bullet Think everything's fine in the big time See me in my Lex' with the chrome raised high So you wanna roll far and live large? It ain't all that goes with bein' a rock star So you wanna be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, five cars, you're in change Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder, constantly To be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, five cars, you're in change Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder, constantly My own son don't know me I'm chillin' in the 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 didn't show me No love, the phony, gotta hit the road slowly So the record gets pushed by Sony I'm in the middle like Monie 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 They're too worried about them honies at the Palladium Who just wanna cling on, swing on, and so on Go on, fall off, the hoes roll on 'Til the next rock superstar with no shame Give him a year, he'll be right out the game The same as the last one who came before him Gained fame, started gettin' ignored, I warned him Assured him, this ain't easy take it from Weezy Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy, the fuckin' lethal (Assassins, assassins) So you wanna be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, five cars, you're in change Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder, constantly To be a rock superstar? And live large, a big house, five cars, you're in change Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder, constantly
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Senen Reyes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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