(Rock) Superstar Karaoke - Cypress Hill & Chino Moreno & Everlast

This title is a cover of (Rock) Superstar as made famous by Cypress Hill
feat. Chino Moreno & Everlast

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 94 BPM)

In the same key as the original: Dm

The song begins a cappella

Duration: 04:43 - Preview at: 01:33

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2000
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, In English
Original songwriters: B-REAL, Sen Dog, Larry E Muggerud

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Lyrics (Rock) Superstar

A lot of uh 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 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
The rock crowd, make money
Chill with the honeys
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 losin' some of your peers
And losin' 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
Forty-eight track
Studio gangster mack sign the deal
Think he's gonna make a mil
But never will 'till 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 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 collapsin'
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
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 rock 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
People see rock stars,
You know what I'm sayin'
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 sayin'
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 dinin' 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 charge
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 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 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
'Till the next rock superstar with no shame
Give him a year then 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 charge
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 charge
Comin' up in the world
Don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

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