☆ gangsta-fantasies

So you wanna be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house, five 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

The rock crowd, make money
True with the honeys
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 gotta go for the gusto
But you don’t know

About the blood sweat and tears
And losin’ some of your fears

And losin’ some of yourself to the years past, gone by
Hopefully it don’t manifest for the wrong guy

Egomaniac in the brainiac
Don’t know how to act
Shit’s deep, 48 tracks
Studio gangsta max

Signed the deal thinks he’s gonna make a mil
But never will ’til he crosses over, still

Fillin’ your head with fantasies
Come with me
Show the sacrifice it takes to make the Gs

So 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

Feel trapped in what you rappin’ about
Tell me what happened when you lost cloud

What route you took started collapsin’

No fans, no fame
No respect, no change,
No women and everybody shits on your name

So you wanna be a rock superstar
And live large
Your 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
Your big house, five cars
You’re in charge
Comin’ up in the world don’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

You ever have big dreams
Of makin’ real cream
Big shot heavy hitter on the mainstream

You wanna look shanty
In the Bentley
Be a star bam 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 ok

Then you get dissed by the media and fans
Things never stay the same way they began

I heard that some nigga gave full to the fullest
That’s why foos end up dining on the bullet

Think everything’s fine in the big time
See me in my lace with the chrome ring shine

So you wanna go far and live large
It ain’t all that goes with bein’ a rock star

So you wanna be a rock superstar
And live large
Your big house and 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
Your big house and five cars
You’re in charge
Comin’ up in the world don’t trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

My own son don’t know me
I’m chillin’ in the hotel room lonely
But I thank God I’m with my holmies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or video’s gonna show me
No love, they’re phony
Gotta hit the road solely
So the record gets pushed by Sony
I’m in the middle like mony
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
You’re too worried about them honeys at the Peladium

Who just wanna cling on, swing on
And so forth, go on, fall off, the whole foot long

To the next rock superstar, with 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 Wheezy
Sleazy people wanna be so cheesy
They’re fuckin evil