Lyrics:

So you wanna be a rap superstar, and live largea big house, 5 cars, tha rent chargedcomin' up in the world, don't trust no bodygotta look over your shoulder constantlyI remember the days when I was a young kid growin uplooking in the mirror, dreamin about blowin upthe rap crowd, make money, chill with the honeyssign autographs or whatever the people want from meit's funny how impossible dreams manifestand the games that be comin with itneverthelessyou got to go for the gusto but you dont knowabout the blood, sweat and tearsand losing some of your peersand losing some of yourself to the years past,gone byhopefully it dont manifestfor the wrong guyegomaniac and the brainiacdont know how to act48 tracksstudio gangster, mack,sign the deal, thinks he's gonna make a milbut never will til he crosses overstill filling your head with fantasiescome with me, show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheeseYou wanna be a rap superstar in the bizand take shit from people who dont know what it isI wish it was all fun and games but the price of fame is highand some cant pay the waystill trapped in what you rapping abouttell me what happened when you lostthe route you took started collapsingno fans no fame no respect no change no womenand everybody shittin on your namechrous X2you ever have big dreams of making real creambig shot, heavy hitter on the mainstreamand you wanna look trendyin the Bentley, be a snob and never act friendlyyou wanna have big fame, let me explainwhat happends to these stars and their big brainsfirst they get played like all damn daylong as you sell everything will be ok-acapo