Lyrics (Rock) Superstar - Hacktivist
I
remember
the
days
when
I
was
a
young
kid
growing
up
Looking
in
the
mirror,
dreaming
about
blowin'
up
The
rock
crowds.
Make
money.
Chill
with
the
honeys.
Sign
autographs
and
whatever
the
people
want
from
me.
Shit
its
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
Losin'
some
of
your
peers.
And
losin'
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
Deep
48
track
studio
gangsta
mack
sign
the
deal
Think
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
G's
You
wanna
be
a
rock
superstar
in
the
biz
And
take
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
clout?
The
route
you
took
started
collapsing
No
fans.
No
fame.
No
respect.
No
change.
No
women
and
Everybody
on
your
name.
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
got
to
look
over
your
shoulder
constantly
Talking
"People
see
rock
stars,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
But
you
still
try
to
get
out
More
like
everybody
else,
you
know,
its
a
fun
job,
but
its
still
a
job.
There's
Gonna
be
another
cat
comin'
out,
Looking
like
me,
sounding
like
me
next
year.
I
know
this.
It'll
be
a
flipside
Tell
what
you
did
someone
trying
to
spin
off
like
some
circus."
You
ever
have
big
dreams?
Or
makin'
big
cream?
Big
shot,
heavy
hitter
on
the
mainstream
You
wanna
look
trendy
in
the
Bentley
Be
a
star
band,
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
never
get
fooled
to
the
fullest
That's
why
fools
end
up
dining
on
a
bullet
Think
everything's
fine
in
the
big
time
See
me
in
my
Lex
with
the
chrome
ray
shine
So
you
roll
far
and
live
large
It
ain't
all
that
goes
with
being
a
rock
star
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
got
to
look
over
your
shoulder
constantly
My
own
son
don't
know
me
I'm
chillin'
in
a
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's
gonna
show
me
no
love
They're
phony
Got
to
hit
the
road
solely
so
the
record
gets
pushed
by
Sony
I'm
in
the
middle
like
Monie
And
the
press
say
that
my
own
people
disown
me
The
best
way
back
to
keep
your
head
straight
Never
inflate
the
cranium
They're
too
worried
about
them
honeys
at
the
Palladium
Who
just
wanna
cling
on,
swing
on,
and
so
on
Go
on
fall
off
- the
ho's
fall
off
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
getting'
ignored
I
warned
him
Asured
him
this
ain't
easy
Take
it
from
the
weazy
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