Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill & Eminem & N.O.R.E.
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill & Chino Moreno & Everlast
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
“(Rock) Superstar” peaked at #18 on Billboard’s Modern Rock chart.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4VpE-0zitU
“Rock superstar” may have a double meaning, in that “rock” is both a form of music and a form of cocaine. Some of the warnings in the song could apply to the life of a drug dealer as well...
[Interlude: Chino Moreno]
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
[Intro: B-Real]
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
[Verse 1: 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 till 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: B-Real]
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
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
[Interlude: Everlast]
People see rockstars, younawhaI'msayin? But you still… try'na… get out more like, like everybody else. 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, 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 did. Somebody'll try to spin off like some series
[Verse 2: Sen Dog]
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
[Chorus: B-Real]
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
[Verse 3: 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 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, 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: B-Real]
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
(Rock) Superstar was produced by DJ Muggs.
Cypress Hill released (Rock) Superstar on Tue Feb 29 2000.