Cypress Hill F/ Eminem, Noreaga
Most people don't see how much work is really involved
I never saw it until i was actually in it
You really gotta be in it
To understand what its like
People always gotta see your smile
You always gotta put on that fake
No matter what u just been through
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large a big house
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
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
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
Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
Till he crosses over still
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
And everyone shits on your name
So you wanna be a rap superstar
Comin up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
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--Noreaga
And they'll find another B-Real
Do what you gotta do while your hot
And mafuckin get out the 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
No matter what you just been through
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
But you always gotta act like it ain't shit
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
The phony gotta hit the road slowly
So the record gets pushed by sony
I'm in the middle like monie
My own people disowned me
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
To the next rap superstar
Wit no shame give him a year
And they'll be right out the game
This ain't easy take it from weezy
Sleezy people wanna be cheesey