[B-Real talking]

Alot 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: B-Real]

So you wanna be a rock superstar?

And live large, a big house, 5 cars, you're in charge

Comin' up in the world don't trust no body

Gotta look over your shoulder constantly



[B-Real]

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



[Chorus 2x]



[Sen Dog talking]

People see rockstars, younawhaI'msayin?

But you still...try'na...get out more like, like everybody else

It's a fun job, but it's still a job

Save your money man, save your money too

It's single don't last very long, younawhaI'msayin?

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 whatchu you do

Somebody'll try to spin off like some series



[Sen Dog]

You ever have big dreams of makin' real cream?

Big shot, heavy hitter on the mainstream

You wanna look shanty in the Bentley

Be a snob and never act friendly

You wanna have big fame, let me explain

What happends to these stars and their big brains

First they get played like all damn day

Long as you sell everything will be O.K.

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 rockstar



[Chorus 2x]



[B-Real]

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 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

They're too worried about them honies at the Paladium

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"



[Chorus 2x]