(Rap) Superstar - Clean Edit

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Most people 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 its like
 But you always gotta
 People always gotta see your smile
 You always gotta put on that fake
 You know what i'm sayin
 No matter what u just been through
 So you wanna be a rap superstar
 And live large a big house
 5 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 honies
 Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
 Shits funny
 How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it
 Never the less 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
 Music has past gone by
 Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
 Egomaniac in the brainiac
 Don't know how to act
 Shits deep
 48 tracks
 Studio gangsta mack
 Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
 But never will
 Till he crosses over still
 Feelin no hate
 But fantasies come wit these
 Just to sacrifice the taste of makin 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
 Trapped in what you rappin about
 Tell me what happened when you lost clout
 The rout you took started collapsing
 No fans
 No fame
 No respect
 No change
 No women
 And everyone shits on your name
 So you wanna be a rap superstar
 And live large
 A big house
 5 cars
 The rent charged
 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
 5 cars
 The rent charged
 Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
 Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
 When you sign to a record label
 You don't know you sign your life over
 And these whiteboys don't care about you
 Cuz the minute you fall off
 They'll find another Noreaga
 And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga
 And they'll find another B-Real
 So you need to just keep
 Stack your chips up
 Do what you gotta do while your hot
 And mafuckin get out the game
 Stick to the drug game
 And the drug game is even worse
 Because if someone jerks you
 You can shoot em and kill me
 But in this game if someone jerks 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 gotta be all good
 When you see someone slap hands with em
 You know what i'm sayin give em a pound
 Or whatever it is
 But you always gotta act like it ain't shit
 My own son don't know me
 Sittin up in the hotel room lonley
 But I thank god I'm wit my homies
 But sometimes I wish I was back home
 But only no radio or videos
 Cuz 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 honies at the paladium
 Who just wanna cling on swing on
 And so on and go on and fall off
 The hoes fall off
 To the next rap superstar
 Wit no 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 cheesey
 They talkin evil

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Duration
04:51
Key
10
Tempo
94 BPM

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