Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eminem
Eminem
Spoken Word
Noreaga
Noreaga
Spoken Word
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Turntables
B-Real
B-Real
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Freese
Louis Freese
Songwriter
Lawrence Muggerud
Lawrence Muggerud
Songwriter
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Producer
Michael Barbiero
Michael Barbiero
Mixing Engineer
Troy Staton
Troy Staton
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You know, people just don't- People just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit I didn't know it I didn't see it I never saw it until I was actually in it You really gotta be in it to understand what it's like But you always gotta- People always gotta see you smile You always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'? Like, no matter what you just been through So you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right) And live large, a big house Five cars, you're in charge 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 Lookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up To rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me Shit's funny How impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it Nevertheless you gotta 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 your self Through the years past, gone by Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac in the brainiac Don't know how to act Shit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack Sign a deal, thinks 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 cheese You wanna be a rap 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 to play 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 So you wanna be a rap superstar And live large, a big house Five cars, you're in charge Comin' up in the world Don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly To be a rap superstar And live large, a big house Five cars, you're in charge Comin' up in the world Don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly When you sign to a record label (Assassin) You don't know you sign your life over (Assassin) And these white boys don't care about you 'Cause the minute you fall off They'll find another Noreaga (Assassin) And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin) And they'll find another B-Real So you need to just... keep (Assassin) Stack your chips up Do what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin) And motherfuckin' get out the game Just stick to the drug game (Assassin) It's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin) If somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em And if you- in this game if somebody jerk you You gotta be humble No matter what you just been through Shit has gotta be right You gotta approach people You gotta be on the up and up And everything's gotta be all good When you see somebody, slap hands with 'em You know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is You know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit So you wanna be a rap superstar And live large, a big house Five cars, you're in charge Comin' up in the world Don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly To be a rap superstar And live large, a big house Five cars, you're in charge 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 videos 'Cause they 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 disowned me And the best way back is to keep your head straight Never inflate the cranium Your crew worried about them honeys at the paladium Who just wanna cling on, swing on And so on, go on and fall off The hoes fall off To the next rap superstar With no shame (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 gettin' ignored I warned him, assured him This ain't easy, take it from Weezy Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy They talkin' evil Assassin (Assassin) Assassin (Assassin) So you wanna be a rap superstar And live large, a big house Five cars, you're in charge Comin' up in the world Don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly To be a rap superstar And live large, a big house Five cars, you're in charge Comin' up in the world Don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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