Rap Superstar

<br>(Eminem Speaking)<br>Most people don`t see how much work is really involved <br>in this rap shit<br>I didn`t know it<br>I didn`t see it<br>I never saw it until i was actually in it<br>You really gotta be in it<br>To understand what its like<br>But you always gotta <br>People always gotta see your smile<br>You always gotta put on that fake<br>You know what i`m sayin<br>No matter what u just been through<br><br>(B-Real)<br>So you wanna be a rap superstar<br>And live large a big house <br>5 cars, you`re in charge<br>Comin up in the world <br>Don`t trust nobody<br>Gotta look over your shoulder constantly<br><br>(B-Real)<br>I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up<br>Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up<br>To rock crowds make money<br>Chill wit the honies<br>Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me<br>Shits funny<br>How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it<br>Never the less you gotta go for the gusto<br>But you don`t know about the blood sweat and tears <br>and losin some of your peers<br>And losin some of your self <br>Music has past gone by<br>Hopefully you don`t manifest for the wrong guy<br>Egomaniac in the brainiac<br>Don`t know how to act<br>Shits deep<br>48 tracks<br>Studio gangsta mack<br>Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill<br>But never will <br>Till he crosses over still<br>Feelin no hate <br>But fantasies come wit these<br>Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese<br>You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz<br>And take shit from people who don`t know what it is<br>I wish it was all fun and games <br>But the price of fame is high<br>And some can`t pay to play<br>Trapped in what you rappin about<br>Tell me what happened when you lost clout<br>The rout you took started collapsing <br>No fans<br>No fame<br>No respect<br>No change<br>No women<br>And everyone shits on your name<br><br>(Chorus)<br>So you wanna be a rap superstar <br>And live large<br>A big house <br>5 cars <br>The rent charged<br>Comin up in the world don`t trust nobody<br>Gotta look over your shoulder constantly<br>To be a rap superstar<br>And live large<br>A big house <br>5 cars <br>The rent charged<br>Comin up in the world don`t trust nobody<br>Gotta look over your shoulder constantly<br><br>(Noreaga Speaking)<br>When you sign to a record label<br>You don`t know you sign your life over<br>And these whiteboys don`t care about you<br>Cuz the minute you fall off<br>They`ll find another Noreaga<br>And they`ll find another Capone-n-Noreaga<br>And they`ll find another B-Real<br>So you need to just keep <br>Stack your chips up<br>Do what you gotta do while your hot<br>And mafuckin get out the game<br>Stick to the drug game<br>And the drug game is even worse<br>Because if someone jerks you <br>You can shoot em and kill me<br>But in this game if someone jerks you<br>You gotta be humble<br><br>(Eminem Speaking)<br>No matter what you just been through<br>Shit has gotta be right<br>You gotta approach people<br>You gotta be on the up and up<br>And everything gotta be all good<br>When you see someone slap hands with em<br>You know what i`m sayin give em a pound<br>Or whatever it is<br>But you always gotta act like it ain`t shit<br><br>(Chorus)<br><br>(B-Real)<br>My own son don`t know me<br>Sittin up in the hotel room lonley<br>But I thank god I`m wit my homies<br>But sometimes I wish I was back home<br>But only no radio or videos<br>Cuz they show me no love<br>The phony gotta hit the road slowly<br>So the record gets pushed by sony<br>I`m in the middle like monie<br>And the press say that<br>My own people disowned me<br>And the best way back<br>Is to keep your head straight<br>Never inflate the cranium<br>Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium<br>Who just wanna cling on swing on<br>And so on and go on and fall off<br>The hoes fall off<br>To the next rap superstar <br>Wit no shame give him a year<br>And they`ll be right out the game<br>The same as the last one<br>Who came before him<br>Gained fame<br>Started gettin ignored<br>I warned him<br>Assured him<br>This ain`t easy take it from weezy <br>Sleezy people wanna be cheesey<br>They talkin evil<br><br>(Chorus)