[{"id":7688824,"name":"(Rap) Superstar","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"(Rap) Superstar","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know, people just don't-\nPeople just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until I was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\nBut you always gotta-\nPeople always gotta see you smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\nLike, no matter what you just been through\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nI remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\nLookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\nTo rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShit's funny\nHow impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\nNevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\nAnd losin' some of your peers\nAnd losin' some of your self\n\nThrough the years past, gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\nSign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n'Til he crosses over still\nFillin' your head with fantasies\nCome with me\n\nShow the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nFeel trapped in what you rappin' about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe route you took started collapsing\nNo fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\nAnd everybody shits on your name\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nWhen you sign to a record label (Assassin)\nYou don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\nAnd these white boys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just... keep (Assassin)\nStack your chips up\n\nDo what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\nAnd motherfuckin' get out the game\nJust stick to the drug game (Assassin)\nIt's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\nIf somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\nAnd if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\nYou gotta be humble\n\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything's gotta be all good\nWhen you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\nYou know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\nYou know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nMy own son don't know me\nI'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\nBut I thank God I'm with my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\nI'm in the middle like Monie\n\nAnd the press say that my own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back is to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on, swing on\nAnd so on, go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWith no shame (shame)\n\nGive him a year and they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one who came before him\nGained fame, started gettin' ignored\nI warned him, assured him\nThis ain't easy, take it from Weezy\nSleezy people wanna be so cheesy\nThey talkin' evil\n\nAssassin (Assassin)\nAssassin (Assassin)\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: (Rap) Superstar\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You know, people just don't-\n  People just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until I was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\n  But you always gotta-\n  People always gotta see you smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Like, no matter what you just been through\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\n  Lookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\n  To rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shit's funny\n  How impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\n  Nevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\n  And losin' some of your peers\n  And losin' some of your self\n\n  Through the years past, gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n  'Til he crosses over still\n  Fillin' your head with fantasies\n  Come with me\n\n  Show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Feel trapped in what you rappin' about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The route you took started collapsing\n  No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\n  And everybody shits on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label (Assassin)\n  You don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\n  And these white boys don't care about you\n  'Cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just... keep (Assassin)\n  Stack your chips up\n\n  Do what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\n  And motherfuckin' get out the game\n  Just stick to the drug game (Assassin)\n  It's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\n  If somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\n  And if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything's gotta be all good\n  When you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\n  You know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\n  You know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  My own son don't know me\n  I'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\n  But I thank God I'm with my homies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or videos\n  'Cause they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by Sony\n  I'm in the middle like Monie\n\n  And the press say that my own people disowned me\n  And the best way back is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\n  Who just wanna cling on, swing on\n  And so on, go on and fall off\n  The hoes fall off\n  To the next rap superstar\n  With no shame (shame)\n\n  Give him a year and they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one who came before him\n  Gained fame, started gettin' ignored\n  I warned him, assured him\n  This ain't easy, take it from Weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy\n  They talkin' evil\n\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n"},{"id":30461721,"name":"(Rap) Superstar","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"(Rap) Superstar","duration":294.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Eminem Speaking)\nMost people don't see how much work is really involved\nIn this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until i was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it\nTo understand what its like\nBut you always gotta\nPeople always gotta see your smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake\nYou know what i'm sayin\nNo matter what u just been through\n\n(B-Real)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large a big house\n5 cars, you're in charge\nComin up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(B-Real)\nI remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\nLookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\nTo rock crowds make money\nChill wit the honies\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShits funny\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin some of your peers\nAnd losin some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio gangsta mack\nSign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\nBut never will\nTill he crosses over still\nFeelin no hate\nBut fantasies come wit these\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nTrapped in what you rappin about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe rout you took started collapsing\nNo fans\nNo fame\nNo respect\nNo change\nNo women\nAnd everyone shits on your name\n\n(Chorus)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\n\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(Noreaga Speaking)\nWhen you sign to a record label\nYou don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just keep\nStack your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\nAnd maf**kin get out the game\nStick to the drug game\nAnd the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you\nYou can shoot em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\nYou gotta be humble\n\n(Eminem Speaking)\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\nYou know what i'm sayin give em a pound\nOr whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(B-Real)\nMy own son don't know me\nSittin up in the hotel room lonley\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by sony\nI'm in the middle like monie\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back\nIs to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honies at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on swing on\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWit no shame give him a year\nAnd they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one\nWho came before him\nGained fame\nStarted gettin ignored\nI warned him\nAssured him\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\nSleezy people wanna be cheesey\nThey talkin evil\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.39] (Eminem Speaking)\n[00:00.87] Most people don't see how much work is really involved\n[00:03.95] In this rap shit\n[00:05.04] I didn't know it\n[00:06.11] I didn't see it\n[00:07.25] I never saw it until i was actually in it\n[00:08.91] You really gotta be in it\n[00:10.58] To understand what its like\n[00:12.26] But you always gotta\n[00:13.58] People always gotta see your smile\n[00:14.84] You always gotta put on that fake\n[00:16.58] You know what i'm sayin\n[00:17.22] No matter what u just been through\n[00:18.45] (B-Real)\n[00:18.76] So you wanna be a rap superstar\n[00:20.61] And live large a big house\n[00:22.35] 5 cars, you're in charge\n[00:24.15] Comin up in the world\n[00:25.43] Don't trust nobody\n[00:26.78] Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n[00:28.44] (B-Real)\n[00:29.19] I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\n[00:31.22] Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\n[00:33.84] To rock crowds make money\n[00:35.28] Chill wit the honies\n[00:36.35] Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n[00:38.93] Shits funny\n[00:39.84] How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\n[00:42.88] Never the less you gotta go for the gusto\n[00:45.75] But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\n[00:48.05] And losin some of your peers\n[00:49.37] And losin some of your self\n[00:50.42] Music has past gone by\n[00:52.21] Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n[00:54.31] Egomaniac in the brainiac\n[00:56.14] Don't know how to act\n[00:57.16] Shits deep\n[00:58.42] 48 tracks\n[00:59.52] Studio gangsta mack\n[01:00.63] Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\n[01:02.31] But never will\n[01:03.57] Till he crosses over still\n[01:04.62] Feelin no hate\n[01:05.73] But fantasies come wit these\n[01:07.03] Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\n[01:09.58] You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n[01:11.85] And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n[01:14.39] I wish it was all fun and games\n[01:16.14] But the price of fame is high\n[01:17.49] And some can't pay to play\n[01:20.17] Trapped in what you rappin about\n[01:21.68] Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n[01:23.38] The rout you took started collapsing\n[01:24.90] No fans\n[01:25.73] No fame\n[01:26.47] No respect\n[01:27.16] No change\n[01:27.76] No women\n[01:28.41] And everyone shits on your name\n[01:29.74] (Chorus)\n[01:30.52] So you wanna be a rap superstar\n[01:31.47] And live large\n[01:32.51] A big house\n[01:33.45] 5 cars\n[01:34.48] The rent charged\n[01:35.33] Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n[01:37.69] Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n[01:40.05] To be a rap superstar\n[01:41.56] And live large\n[01:42.51] A big house\n[01:43.78] 5 cars\n[01:44.47] The rent charged\n[01:45.39] Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n[01:47.81] Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n[01:50.20] (Noreaga Speaking)\n[01:50.72] When you sign to a record label\n[01:52.89] You don't know you sign your life over\n[01:54.66] And these whiteboys don't care about you\n[01:56.32] 'Cause the minute you fall off\n[01:57.43] They'll find another Noreaga\n[01:58.75] And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\n[02:00.40] And they'll find another B-Real\n[02:01.61] So you need to just keep\n[02:03.34] Stack your chips up\n[02:04.80] Do what you gotta do while your hot\n[02:06.24] And maf**kin get out the game\n[02:07.92] Stick to the drug game\n[02:08.87] And the drug game is even worse\n[02:10.11] Because if someone jerks you\n[02:11.83] You can shoot em and kill me\n[02:13.32] But in this game if someone jerks you\n[02:15.23] You gotta be humble\n[02:16.11] (Eminem Speaking)\n[02:16.94] No matter what you just been through\n[02:18.18] Shit has gotta be right\n[02:19.40] You gotta approach people\n[02:20.79] You gotta be on the up and up\n[02:22.18] And everything gotta be all good\n[02:23.46] When you see someone slap hands with em\n[02:25.54] You know what i'm sayin give em a pound\n[02:27.89] Or whatever it is\n[02:28.65] But you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n[02:30.81] (Chorus)\n[02:45.89] (B-Real)\n[02:52.15] My own son don't know me\n[02:53.22] Sittin up in the hotel room lonley\n[02:55.22] But I thank god I'm wit my homies\n[02:56.94] But sometimes I wish I was back home\n[02:58.98] But only no radio or videos\n[03:00.74] 'Cause they show me no love\n[03:02.48] The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n[03:04.74] So the record gets pushed by sony\n[03:06.74] I'm in the middle like monie\n[03:08.09] And the press say that\n[03:09.39] My own people disowned me\n[03:10.75] And the best way back\n[03:11.94] Is to keep your head straight\n[03:13.11] Never inflate the cranium\n[03:14.43] Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium\n[03:16.76] Who just wanna cling on swing on\n[03:18.95] And so on and go on and fall off\n[03:20.75] The hoes fall off\n[03:22.10] To the next rap superstar\n[03:23.56] Wit no shame give him a year\n[03:25.50] And they'll be right out the 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it\nYou really gotta be in it\nTo understand what its like\nBut you always gotta\nPeople always gotta see your smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake\nYou know what i'm sayin\nNo matter what u just been through\n\n(B-Real)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large a big house\n5 cars, you're in charge\nComin up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(B-Real)\nI remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\nLookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\nTo rock crowds make money\nChill wit the honies\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShits funny\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin some of your peers\nAnd losin some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio 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wanna be cheesey\n  They talkin evil\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":6685168,"name":"(Rap) Superstar","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"The Essential Cypress Hill","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Most people don't see how much work is really involved\nIn this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until I was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it\nTo understand what its like\nBut you always gotta\nPeople always gotta see your smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake\nYou know what I'm saying\nNo matter what you just been through\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\nAnd live large a big house\n5 cars, you're in charge\nComin up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nI remember the days when I was a young kid growing up\nLooking in the mirror dreaming about blowing up\nTo rock crowds make money\nChill wit the honies\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShits funny\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be coming with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losing some of your peers\nAnd losing some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio gangsta mack\nSign a deal emcees want to make a mill\nBut never will\nTill he crosses over still\nFeeling no hate\nBut fantasies come wit these\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\nYou want to be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nTrapped in what you rapping about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe rout you took started collapsing\nNo fans\nNo fame\nNo respect\nNo change\nNo women\nAnd everyone shits on your name\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nWhen you sign to a record label\nYou don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\n'cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another be\t-Real\nSo you need to just keep\nStack your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\nAnd motherfucking get out the game\nStick to the drug game\nAnd the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you\nYou can shoot em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\nYou gotta be humble\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\nYou know what I'm sayin give em a pound\nOr whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nMy own son don't know me\nSitting up in the hotel room lonely\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\nI'm in the middle like monie\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back\nIs to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honies at the palladium\nWho just want to cling on swing on\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWit no shame give him a year\nAnd they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one\nWho came before him\nGained fame\nStarted getting ignored\nI warned him\nAssured him\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\nSleezy people want to be cheesey\nThey talking evil\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: The Essential Cypress Hill\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: \"Most people don't see how much work is really involved\\nIn this rap shit\\nI didn't know it\\nI didn't see it\\nI never saw it until I was actually in it\\nYou really gotta be in it\\nTo understand what its like\\nBut you always gotta\\nPeople always gotta see your smile\\nYou always gotta put on that fake\\nYou know what I'm saying\\nNo matter what you just been through\\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\\nAnd live large a big house\\n5 cars, you're in charge\\nComin up in the world\\nDon't trust nobody\\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\\nI remember the days when I was a young kid growing up\\nLooking in the mirror dreaming about blowing up\\nTo rock crowds make money\\nChill wit the honies\\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\\nShits funny\\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be coming with it\\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\\nAnd losing some of your peers\\nAnd losing some of your self\\nMusic has past gone by\\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\\nDon't know how to act\\nShits deep\\n48 tracks\\nStudio gangsta mack\\nSign a deal emcees want to make a mill\\nBut never will\\nTill he crosses over still\\nFeeling no hate\\nBut fantasies come wit these\\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\\nYou want to be a rap superstar in the biz\\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\\nI wish it was all fun and games\\nBut the price of fame is high\\nAnd some can't pay to play\\nTrapped in what you rapping about\\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\\nThe rout you took started collapsing\\nNo fans\\nNo fame\\nNo respect\\nNo change\\nNo women\\nAnd everyone shits on your name\\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\\nAnd live large\\nA big house\\n5 cars\\nThe rent charged\\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\\nTo be a rap superstar\\nAnd live large\\nA big house\\n5 cars\\nThe rent charged\\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\\nWhen you sign to a record label\\nYou don't know you sign your life over\\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\\n'cause the minute you fall off\\nThey'll find another Noreaga\\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\\nAnd they'll find another be\\t-Real\\nSo you need to just keep\\nStack your chips up\\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\\nAnd motherfucking get out the game\\nStick to the drug game\\nAnd the drug game is even worse\\nBecause if someone jerks you\\nYou can shoot em and kill me\\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\\nYou gotta be humble\\nNo matter what you just been through\\nShit has gotta be right\\nYou gotta approach people\\nYou gotta be on the up and up\\nAnd everything gotta be all good\\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\\nYou know what I'm sayin give em a pound\\nOr whatever it is\\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\\nAnd live large\\nA big house\\n5 cars\\nThe rent charged\\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\\nTo be a rap superstar\\nAnd live large\\nA big house\\n5 cars\\nThe rent charged\\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\\nMy own son don't know me\\nSitting up in the hotel room lonely\\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\\nBut only no radio or videos\\n'cause they show me no love\\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\\nI'm in the middle like monie\\nAnd the press say that\\nMy own people disowned me\\nAnd the best way back\\nIs to keep your head straight\\nNever inflate the cranium\\nYour crew worried about them honies at the palladium\\nWho just want to cling on swing on\\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\\nThe hoes fall off\\nTo the next rap superstar\\nWit no shame give him a year\\nAnd they'll be right out the game\\nThe same as the last one\\nWho came before him\\nGained fame\\nStarted getting ignored\\nI warned him\\nAssured him\\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\\nSleezy people want to be cheesey\\nThey talking evil\\nSo you want to be a rap superstar\\nAnd live large\\nA big house\\n5 cars\\nThe rent charged\\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\\nTo be a rap superstar\\nAnd live large\\nA big house\\n5 cars\\nThe rent charged\\nComing up in the world don't trust nobody\\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\"\n"},{"id":39926669,"name":"(Rap) Superstar","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"The Essential Cypress Hill","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Eminem Speaking)\nMost people don't see how much work is really involved\nIn this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until i was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it\nTo understand what its like\nBut you always gotta\nPeople always gotta see your smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake\nYou know what i'm sayin\nNo matter what u just been through\n\n(B-Real)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large a big house\n5 cars, you're in charge\nComin up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(B-Real)\nI remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\nLookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\nTo rock crowds make money\nChill wit the honies\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShits funny\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin some of your peers\nAnd losin some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio gangsta mack\nSign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\nBut never will\nTill he crosses over still\nFeelin no hate\nBut fantasies come wit these\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nTrapped in what you rappin about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe rout you took started collapsing\nNo fans\nNo fame\nNo respect\nNo change\nNo women\nAnd everyone shits on your name\n\n(Chorus)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\n\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(Noreaga Speaking)\nWhen you sign to a record label\nYou don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just keep\nStack your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\nAnd maf**kin get out the game\nStick to the drug game\nAnd the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you\nYou can shoot em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\nYou gotta be humble\n\n(Eminem Speaking)\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\nYou know what i'm sayin give em a pound\nOr whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(B-Real)\nMy own son don't know me\nSittin up in the hotel room lonley\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by sony\nI'm in the middle like monie\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back\nIs to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honies at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on swing on\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWit no shame give him a year\nAnd they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one\nWho came before him\nGained fame\nStarted gettin ignored\nI warned him\nAssured him\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\nSleezy people wanna be cheesey\nThey talkin evil\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: The Essential Cypress Hill\n  duration_ms: 251144\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Eminem Speaking)\n  Most people don't see how much work is really involved\n  In this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until i was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it\n  To understand what its like\n  But you always gotta\n  People always gotta see your smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake\n  You know what i'm sayin\n  No matter what u just been through\n\n  (B-Real)\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large a big house\n  5 cars, you're in charge\n  Comin up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  (B-Real)\n  I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\n  Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\n  To rock crowds make money\n  Chill wit the honies\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shits funny\n  How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\n  Never the less you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\n  And losin some of your peers\n  And losin some of your self\n  Music has past gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shits deep\n  48 tracks\n  Studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\n  But never will\n  Till he crosses over still\n  Feelin no hate\n  But fantasies come wit these\n  Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Trapped in what you rappin about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The rout you took started collapsing\n  No fans\n  No fame\n  No respect\n  No change\n  No women\n  And everyone shits on your name\n\n  (Chorus)\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  A big house\n  5 cars\n  The rent charged\n  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n\n  A big house\n  5 cars\n  The rent charged\n  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  (Noreaga Speaking)\n  When you sign to a record label\n  You don't know you sign your life over\n  And these whiteboys don't care about you\n  'Cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just keep\n  Stack your chips up\n  Do what you gotta do while your hot\n  And maf**kin get out the game\n  Stick to the drug game\n  And the drug game is even worse\n  Because if someone jerks you\n  You can shoot em and kill me\n  But in this game if someone jerks you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  (Eminem Speaking)\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything gotta be all good\n  When you see someone slap hands with em\n  You know what i'm sayin give em a pound\n  Or whatever it is\n  But you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (B-Real)\n  My own son don't know me\n  Sittin up in the hotel room lonley\n  But I thank god I'm wit my homies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or videos\n  'Cause they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by sony\n  I'm in the middle like monie\n  And the press say that\n  My own people disowned me\n  And the best way back\n  Is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium\n  Who just wanna cling on swing on\n  And so on and go on and fall off\n  The hoes fall off\n  To the next rap superstar\n  Wit no shame give him a year\n  And they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one\n  Who came before him\n  Gained fame\n  Started gettin ignored\n  I warned him\n  Assured him\n  This ain't easy take it from weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be cheesey\n  They talkin evil\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":17021893,"name":"(Rap) Superstar","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"(Rap) Superstar [Single]","duration":254.746122,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know, people just don't-\nPeople just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until I was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\nBut you always gotta-\nPeople always gotta see you smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\nLike, no matter what you just been through\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nI remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\nLookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\nTo rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShit's funny\nHow impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\nNevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\nAnd losin' some of your peers\nAnd losin' some of your self\n\nThrough the years past, gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\nSign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n'Til he crosses over still\nFillin' your head with fantasies\nCome with me\n\nShow the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nFeel trapped in what you rappin' about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe route you took started collapsing\nNo fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\nAnd everybody shits on your name\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nWhen you sign to a record label (Assassin)\nYou don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\nAnd these white boys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just... keep (Assassin)\nStack your chips up\n\nDo what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\nAnd motherfuckin' get out the game\nJust stick to the drug game (Assassin)\nIt's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\nIf somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\nAnd if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\nYou gotta be humble\n\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything's gotta be all good\nWhen you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\nYou know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\nYou know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nMy own son don't know me\nI'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\nBut I thank God I'm with my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\nI'm in the middle like Monie\n\nAnd the press say that my own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back is to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on, swing on\nAnd so on, go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWith no shame (shame)\n\nGive him a year and they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one who came before him\nGained fame, started gettin' ignored\nI warned him, assured him\nThis ain't easy, take it from Weezy\nSleezy people wanna be so cheesy\nThey talkin' evil\n\nAssassin (Assassin)\nAssassin (Assassin)\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: (Rap) Superstar [Single]\n  duration_ms: 254746\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You know, people just don't-\n  People just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until I was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\n  But you always gotta-\n  People always gotta see you smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Like, no matter what you just been through\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\n  Lookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\n  To rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shit's funny\n  How impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\n  Nevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\n  And losin' some of your peers\n  And losin' some of your self\n\n  Through the years past, gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n  'Til he crosses over still\n  Fillin' your head with fantasies\n  Come with me\n\n  Show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Feel trapped in what you rappin' about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The route you took started collapsing\n  No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\n  And everybody shits on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label (Assassin)\n  You don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\n  And these white boys don't care about you\n  'Cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just... keep (Assassin)\n  Stack your chips up\n\n  Do what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\n  And motherfuckin' get out the game\n  Just stick to the drug game (Assassin)\n  It's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\n  If somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\n  And if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything's gotta be all good\n  When you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\n  You know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\n  You know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  My own son don't know me\n  I'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\n  But I thank God I'm with my homies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or videos\n  'Cause they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by Sony\n  I'm in the middle like Monie\n\n  And the press say that my own people disowned me\n  And the best way back is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\n  Who just wanna cling on, swing on\n  And so on, go on and fall off\n  The hoes fall off\n  To the next rap superstar\n  With no shame (shame)\n\n  Give him a year and they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one who came before him\n  Gained fame, started gettin' ignored\n  I warned him, assured him\n  This ain't easy, take it from Weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy\n  They talkin' evil\n\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n"},{"id":6685169,"name":"(Rap) Superstar","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"The Essential Cypress Hill (CD1)","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know, people just don't-\nPeople just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until I was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\nBut you always gotta-\nPeople always gotta see you smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\nLike, no matter what you just been through\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nI remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\nLookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\nTo rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShit's funny\nHow impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\nNevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\nAnd losin' some of your peers\nAnd losin' some of your self\n\nThrough the years past, gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\nSign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n'Til he crosses over still\nFillin' your head with fantasies\nCome with me\n\nShow the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nFeel trapped in what you rappin' about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe route you took started collapsing\nNo fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\nAnd everybody shits on your name\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nWhen you sign to a record label (Assassin)\nYou don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\nAnd these white boys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just... keep (Assassin)\nStack your chips up\n\nDo what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\nAnd motherfuckin' get out the game\nJust stick to the drug game (Assassin)\nIt's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\nIf somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\nAnd if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\nYou gotta be humble\n\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything's gotta be all good\nWhen you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\nYou know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\nYou know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nMy own son don't know me\nI'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\nBut I thank God I'm with my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\nI'm in the middle like Monie\n\nAnd the press say that my own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back is to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on, swing on\nAnd so on, go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWith no shame (shame)\n\nGive him a year and they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one who came before him\nGained fame, started gettin' ignored\nI warned him, assured him\nThis ain't easy, take it from Weezy\nSleezy people wanna be so cheesy\nThey talkin' evil\n\nAssassin (Assassin)\nAssassin (Assassin)\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: The Essential Cypress Hill (CD1)\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You know, people just don't-\n  People just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until I was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\n  But you always gotta-\n  People always gotta see you smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Like, no matter what you just been through\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\n  Lookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\n  To rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shit's funny\n  How impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\n  Nevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\n  And losin' some of your peers\n  And losin' some of your self\n\n  Through the years past, gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n  'Til he crosses over still\n  Fillin' your head with fantasies\n  Come with me\n\n  Show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Feel trapped in what you rappin' about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The route you took started collapsing\n  No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\n  And everybody shits on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label (Assassin)\n  You don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\n  And these white boys don't care about you\n  'Cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just... keep (Assassin)\n  Stack your chips up\n\n  Do what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\n  And motherfuckin' get out the game\n  Just stick to the drug game (Assassin)\n  It's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\n  If somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\n  And if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything's gotta be all good\n  When you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\n  You know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\n  You know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  My own son don't know me\n  I'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\n  But I thank God I'm with my homies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or videos\n  'Cause they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by Sony\n  I'm in the middle like Monie\n\n  And the press say that my own people disowned me\n  And the best way back is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\n  Who just wanna cling on, swing on\n  And so on, go on and fall off\n  The hoes fall off\n  To the next rap superstar\n  With no shame (shame)\n\n  Give him a year and they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one who came before him\n  Gained fame, started gettin' ignored\n  I warned him, assured him\n  This ain't easy, take it from Weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy\n  They talkin' evil\n\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n"},{"id":18674250,"name":"(Rap) Superstar (Alchemist Re","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar (Alchemist Re","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill   Stash","duration":291.247187,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"No matter what you just been through, this gotta be right. You gotta approach people, you gotta be on the up and up, everything's gotta be all good. When you see somebody, slap hands wit 'em, you know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound of whatever it is, you know but you always gotta act like ain't ____ wrong. You know, when there might be twenty-million things wrong wit you but they don't know that. They just see, you know, what they see and if, if you refuse 'em an autograph, \"Oh Eminem is a _____, he's a ______, well yo ____ you then\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nYour big house, five cars\nYou? re in charge\nComin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nI remember the days when I was a young kid, growin? up\nLookin? in the mirror, dreamin? about blowin? up\n\nThe rock crowds, make money\nChill with the honeys\nSign autographs or whatever the people want from me\nS____ funny\n\nHow impossible dreams manifest\nAnd the games that be comin? with it, nevertheless\n\nYou gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don? t know\n\nAbout the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin? some of your peers\n\nAnd losin? some of yourself through the years past, gone by\nHopefully it don? t manifest for the wrong guy\n\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon? t know how to act\n___t? s deep, 48 tracks\nStudio gangsta max\n\nSigned the deal thinks he? s gonna make a mil\nBut never will? til he crosses over, still\n\nFillin? your head with fantasies\nCome with me\nShow the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n\nYou wanna be a rap superstar, in the biz\nAnd take ____ from people who don? t know what it is\n\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high and some can? t pay the way\n\nFeel trapped in what you rappin? about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\n\nWhat route you took started collapsin?\n\nNo fans, no fame\nNo respect, no change,\nNo women and everybody _____ on your name\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nYour big house, five cars\nYou? re in charge\nComin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nYour big house, five cars\nYou? re in charge\nComin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nWhen you sign to a record label, you don't know you sign your life over and these white boys don't care about you 'cause the minute you fall off they'll find another Noreaga and they'll find another Capone-N-Noreaga and they'll find another B-Real so you need to just keep, stack your chips up, do what you gotta do while you hot and mother ______ get out the game just just like the drug game it's even worse because in the drug game if somebody jerk you, you can _____ 'em and __ll 'em and if you in this game if somebody jerk you, you gotta be humble\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nYour big house, five cars\nYou? re in charge\nComin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nYour big house, five cars\nYou? re in charge\nComin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nMy own son don? t know me\nI? m chillin? in the hotel room lonely\nBut I thank God I? m with my holmies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or video? s gonna show me\nNo love, they? re phony\nGotta hit the road solely\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\nI? m in the middle like mony\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disown me\nAnd the best way back\n\nIs to keep your head straight, never inflate the cranium\nYou? re too worried about them honeys at the Peladium\n\nWho just wanna cling on, swing on\nAnd so on, go on, fall off, the hoes roll on\n\nTo the next rap superstar, with no shame\nGive him a year and they? ll be right out the game\n\nThe same as the last one who came before him\nGained fame started gettin? ignored, I warned him\nAssured him\n\nThis ain? t easy\nTake it from Reazy\nSleazy people wanna be so cheesy\nThey? re ______ evil\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nYour big house, five cars\nYou? re in charge\nComin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nYour big house, five cars\nYou? re in charge\nComin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar (Alchemist Re\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Cypress Hill   Stash\n  duration_ms: 291247\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  No matter what you just been through, this gotta be right. You gotta approach people, you gotta be on the up and up, everything's gotta be all good. When you see somebody, slap hands wit 'em, you know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound of whatever it is, you know but you always gotta act like ain't ____ wrong. You know, when there might be twenty-million things wrong wit you but they don't know that. They just see, you know, what they see and if, if you refuse 'em an autograph, \"Oh Eminem is a _____, he's a ______, well yo ____ you then\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  Your big house, five cars\n  You? re in charge\n  Comin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when I was a young kid, growin? up\n  Lookin? in the mirror, dreamin? about blowin? up\n\n  The rock crowds, make money\n  Chill with the honeys\n  Sign autographs or whatever the people want from me\n  S____ funny\n\n  How impossible dreams manifest\n  And the games that be comin? with it, nevertheless\n\n  You gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don? t know\n\n  About the blood sweat and tears\n  And losin? some of your peers\n\n  And losin? some of yourself through the years past, gone by\n  Hopefully it don? t manifest for the wrong guy\n\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don? t know how to act\n  ___t? s deep, 48 tracks\n  Studio gangsta max\n\n  Signed the deal thinks he? s gonna make a mil\n  But never will? til he crosses over, still\n\n  Fillin? your head with fantasies\n  Come with me\n  Show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n\n  You wanna be a rap superstar, in the biz\n  And take ____ from people who don? t know what it is\n\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high and some can? t pay the way\n\n  Feel trapped in what you rappin? about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n\n  What route you took started collapsin?\n\n  No fans, no fame\n  No respect, no change,\n  No women and everybody _____ on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  Your big house, five cars\n  You? re in charge\n  Comin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  Your big house, five cars\n  You? re in charge\n  Comin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label, you don't know you sign your life over and these white boys don't care about you 'cause the minute you fall off they'll find another Noreaga and they'll find another Capone-N-Noreaga and they'll find another B-Real so you need to just keep, stack your chips up, do what you gotta do while you hot and mother ______ get out the game just just like the drug game it's even worse because in the drug game if somebody jerk you, you can _____ 'em and __ll 'em and if you in this game if somebody jerk you, you gotta be humble\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  Your big house, five cars\n  You? re in charge\n  Comin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  Your big house, five cars\n  You? re in charge\n  Comin? up in the world don? t trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  My own son don? t know me\n  I? m chillin? in the hotel room lonely\n  But I thank God I? m with my holmies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or video? s gonna show me\n  No love, they? re phony\n  Gotta hit the road solely\n  So the record gets pushed by Sony\n  I? m in the middle like mony\n  And the press say that\n  My own people disown me\n  And the best way back\n\n  Is to keep your head straight, never inflate the cranium\n  You? re too worried about them honeys at the Peladium\n\n  Who just wanna cling on, swing on\n  And so on, go on, fall off, the hoes roll on\n\n  To the next rap superstar, with no shame\n  Give him a year and they? ll be right out the game\n\n  The same as the last one who came before him\n  Gained fame started gettin? 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fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWith no shame (shame)\n\nGive him a year and they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one who came before him\nGained fame, started gettin' ignored\nI warned him, assured him\nThis ain't easy, take it from Weezy\nSleezy people wanna be so cheesy\nThey talkin' evil\n\nAssassin (Assassin)\nAssassin (Assassin)\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar (LP Version)\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: (Rap) Superstar\n  duration_ms: 256267\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You know, people just don't-\n  People just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until I was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\n  But you always gotta-\n  People always gotta see you smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Like, no matter what you just been through\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\n  Lookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\n  To rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shit's funny\n  How impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\n  Nevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\n  And losin' some of your peers\n  And losin' some of your self\n\n  Through the years past, gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n  'Til he crosses over still\n  Fillin' your head with fantasies\n  Come with me\n\n  Show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Feel trapped in what you rappin' about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The route you took started collapsing\n  No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\n  And everybody shits on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over 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You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything's gotta be all good\n  When you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\n  You know what I'm sayin'? 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gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\nAnd losin' some of your peers\nAnd losin' some of your self\n\nThrough the years past, gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\nSign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n'Til he crosses over still\nFillin' your head with fantasies\nCome with me\n\nShow the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nFeel trapped in what you rappin' about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe route you took started collapsing\nNo fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\nAnd everybody shits on your name\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in 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peers\n  And losin' some of your self\n\n  Through the years past, gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n  'Til he crosses over still\n  Fillin' your head with fantasies\n  Come with me\n\n  Show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Feel trapped in what you rappin' about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The route you took started collapsing\n  No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\n  And everybody shits on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label (Assassin)\n  You don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\n  And these white boys don't care about you\n  'Cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just... keep (Assassin)\n  Stack your chips up\n\n  Do what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\n  And motherfuckin' get out the game\n  Just stick to the drug game (Assassin)\n  It's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\n  If somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\n  And if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything's gotta be all good\n  When you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\n  You know what I'm sayin'? 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wanna be a rap superstar and live large\nA big house, five cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nWhen you sign to a record label, you don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these white boys don't care about you 'cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga and they'll find another Capone-n-noreaga\nAnd they'll find another b-real so you need to just keep stacking your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while you're hot and ma–in' get out the game\n\nStick to the drug game and the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you, you can shoot 'em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you, you gotta be humble\nNo matter what you just been through, – has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people, you gotta be on the up and up and everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with 'em\nYou know what I'm sayin' give 'em a pound, or whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't –\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\nA big house, five cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\nA big house, five cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nMy own son don't know me, I'm chillin' in a hotel room lonely\nBut I thank god I'm wit' my homies but sometimes\nI wish I was back home but only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\n\nI'm in the middle like monie and the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back is to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honeys at the palladium\nWho just wanna cling on swing on and so on and go on and fall off\n\nThe -s fall off to the next rap superstar\nWit' no shame give him a year and they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one who came before him\nGained fame started gettin' ignored\nI warned him, assured him this ain't easy take it from Weezy\nSleazy people wanna be cheesy, they talkin' lethal (assassin, assassin)\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\nA big house, five cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar and live large\nA big house, five cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Rap Superstar (Clean)\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Rap Superstar Rock Superstar [Vinyl]\n  duration_ms: 256000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You know people just don't, people just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap –\n  I didn't know it, I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until I was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\n  But you always gotta, people always gotta see your smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake\n  You know what I'm sayin'?\n  No matter what you just been through\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\n  Lookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\n  To rock crowds, make money, chill wit' the honeys\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  -s funny, how impossible dreams manifest\n  In the games that be comin' with it\n  Nevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\n  And losin' some of your peers and losin' some of yourself to the years past gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac, don't know how to act\n  -s deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal, emcees wanna make a mill\n  But never will, 'til he crosses over still feelin' no hate\n  But fantasies come wit' these just to sacrifice the taste of makin' cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take - from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games but the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play, trapped in what you rappin' about\n\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The rout you took started collapsing\n  No fans, no fame, no respect, no change\n  No women and everybody -s on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label, you don't know you sign your life over\n  And these white boys don't care about you 'cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga and they'll find another Capone-n-noreaga\n  And they'll find another b-real so you need to just keep stacking your chips up\n  Do what you gotta do while you're hot and ma–in' get out the game\n\n  Stick to the drug game and the drug game is even worse\n  Because if someone jerks you, you can shoot 'em and kill me\n  But in this game if someone jerks you, you gotta be humble\n  No matter what you just been through, – has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people, you gotta be on the up and up and everything gotta be all good\n  When you see someone slap hands with 'em\n  You know what I'm sayin' give 'em a pound, or whatever it is\n  But you always gotta act like it ain't –\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  My own son don't know me, I'm chillin' in a hotel room lonely\n  But I thank god I'm wit' my homies but sometimes\n  I wish I was back home but only no radio or videos\n  'Cause they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by Sony\n\n  I'm in the middle like monie and the press say that\n  My own people disowned me\n  And the best way back is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honeys at the palladium\n  Who just wanna cling on swing on and so on and go on and fall off\n\n  The -s fall off to the next rap superstar\n  Wit' no shame give him a year and they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one who came before him\n  Gained fame started gettin' ignored\n  I warned him, assured him this ain't easy take it from Weezy\n  Sleazy people wanna be cheesy, they talkin' lethal (assassin, assassin)\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  To be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n"},{"id":37175609,"name":"(Rap) Superstar [Clean Edit]","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar [Clean Edit]","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill: Super Hits","duration":294.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Most people don't see how much work is really involved\nIn this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until i was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it\nTo understand what its like\nBut you always gotta\nPeople always gotta see your smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake\nYou know what i'm sayin\nNo matter what u just been through\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large a big house\n5 cars, you're in charge\nComin up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nI remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\nLookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\nTo rock crowds make money\nChill wit the honies\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShits funny\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin some of your peers\nAnd losin some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio gangsta mack\nSign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\nBut never will\nTill he crosses over still\nFeelin no hate\nBut fantasies come wit these\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nTrapped in what you rappin about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe rout you took started collapsing\nNo fans\nNo fame\nNo respect\nNo change\nNo women\nAnd everyone shits on your name\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nWhen you sign to a record label\nYou don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\nCuz the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just keep\nStack your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\nAnd mafuckin get out the game\nStick to the drug game\nAnd the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you\nYou can shoot em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\nYou gotta be humble\n\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\nYou know what i'm sayin give em a pound\nOr whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\nMy own son don't know me\nSittin up in the hotel room lonley\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\nCuz they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by sony\nI'm in the middle like monie\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back\nIs to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honies at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on swing on\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWit no shame give him a year\nAnd they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one\nWho came before him\nGained fame\nStarted gettin ignored\nI warned him\nAssured him\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\nSleezy people wanna be cheesey\nThey talkin evil","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar [Clean Edit]\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: 'Cypress Hill: Super Hits'\n  duration_ms: 294000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Most people don't see how much work is really involved\n  In this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until i was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it\n  To understand what its like\n  But you always gotta\n  People always gotta see your smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake\n  You know what i'm sayin\n  No matter what u just been through\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large a big house\n  5 cars, you're in charge\n  Comin up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\n  Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\n  To rock crowds make money\n  Chill wit the honies\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shits funny\n  How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\n  Never the less you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\n  And losin some of your peers\n  And losin some of your self\n  Music has past gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shits deep\n  48 tracks\n  Studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\n  But never will\n  Till he crosses over still\n  Feelin no hate\n  But fantasies come wit these\n  Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Trapped in what you rappin about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The rout you took started collapsing\n  No fans\n  No fame\n  No respect\n  No change\n  No women\n  And everyone shits on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  A big house\n  5 cars\n  The rent charged\n  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  A big house\n  5 cars\n  The rent charged\n  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label\n  You don't know you sign your life over\n  And these whiteboys don't care about you\n  Cuz the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just keep\n  Stack your chips up\n  Do what you gotta do while your hot\n  And mafuckin get out the game\n  Stick to the drug game\n  And the drug game is even worse\n  Because if someone jerks you\n  You can shoot em and kill me\n  But in this game if someone jerks you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything gotta be all good\n  When you see someone slap hands with em\n  You know what i'm sayin give em a pound\n  Or whatever it is\n  But you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n  My own son don't know me\n  Sittin up in the hotel room lonley\n  But I thank god I'm wit my homies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or videos\n  Cuz they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by sony\n  I'm in the middle like monie\n  And the press say that\n  My own people disowned me\n  And the best way back\n  Is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium\n  Who just wanna cling on swing on\n  And so on and go on and fall off\n  The hoes fall off\n  To the next rap superstar\n  Wit no shame give him a year\n  And they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one\n  Who came before him\n  Gained fame\n  Started gettin ignored\n  I warned him\n  Assured him\n  This ain't easy take it from weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be cheesey\n  They talkin evil\n"},{"id":31071580,"name":"(Rap) Superstar (feat. Eminem & Noreaga)","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar (feat. Eminem & Noreaga)","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"(Rap) Superstar","duration":294.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Eminem Speaking)\nMost people don't see how much work is really involved\nIn this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until i was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it\nTo understand what its like\nBut you always gotta\nPeople always gotta see your smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake\nYou know what i'm sayin\nNo matter what u just been through\n\n(B-Real)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large a big house\n5 cars, you're in charge\nComin up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(B-Real)\nI remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\nLookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\nTo rock crowds make money\nChill wit the honies\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShits funny\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin some of your peers\nAnd losin some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio gangsta mack\nSign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\nBut never will\nTill he crosses over still\nFeelin no hate\nBut fantasies come wit these\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nTrapped in what you rappin about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe rout you took started collapsing\nNo fans\nNo fame\nNo respect\nNo change\nNo women\nAnd everyone shits on your name\n\n(Chorus)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\n\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(Noreaga Speaking)\nWhen you sign to a record label\nYou don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just keep\nStack your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\nAnd maf**kin get out the game\nStick to the drug game\nAnd the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you\nYou can shoot em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\nYou gotta be humble\n\n(Eminem Speaking)\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\nYou know what i'm sayin give em a pound\nOr whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(B-Real)\nMy own son don't know me\nSittin up in the hotel room lonley\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by sony\nI'm in the middle like monie\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back\nIs to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honies at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on swing on\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWit no shame give him a year\nAnd they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one\nWho came before him\nGained fame\nStarted gettin ignored\nI warned him\nAssured him\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\nSleezy people wanna be cheesey\nThey talkin evil\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.34] (Eminem Speaking)\n[00:00.88] Most people don't see how much work is really involved\n[00:03.94] In this rap shit\n[00:05.01] I didn't know it\n[00:06.17] I didn't see it\n[00:07.22] I never saw it until i was actually in it\n[00:08.93] You really gotta be in it\n[00:10.54] To understand what its like\n[00:12.26] But you always gotta\n[00:13.57] People always gotta see your smile\n[00:14.89] You always gotta put on that fake\n[00:16.58] You know what i'm sayin\n[00:17.22] No matter what u just been through\n[00:18.42] (B-Real)\n[00:18.78] So you wanna be a rap superstar\n[00:20.68] And live large a big house\n[00:22.30] 5 cars, you're in charge\n[00:24.10] Comin up in the world\n[00:25.46] Don't trust nobody\n[00:26.73] Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n[00:28.46] (B-Real)\n[00:29.12] I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\n[00:31.25] Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\n[00:33.85] To rock crowds make money\n[00:35.28] Chill wit the honies\n[00:36.37] Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n[00:38.96] Shits funny\n[00:39.88] How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\n[00:42.86] Never the less you gotta go for the gusto\n[00:45.72] But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\n[00:48.01] And losin some of your peers\n[00:49.35] And losin some of your self\n[00:50.44] Music has past gone by\n[00:52.28] Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n[00:54.35] Egomaniac in the brainiac\n[00:56.19] Don't know how to act\n[00:57.12] Shits deep\n[00:58.48] 48 tracks\n[00:59.53] Studio gangsta mack\n[01:00.68] Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\n[01:02.35] But never will\n[01:03.53] Till he crosses over still\n[01:04.67] Feelin no hate\n[01:05.77] But fantasies come wit these\n[01:07.05] Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\n[01:09.56] You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n[01:11.86] And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n[01:14.35] I wish it was all fun and games\n[01:16.16] But the price of fame is high\n[01:17.42] And some can't pay to play\n[01:20.19] Trapped in what you rappin about\n[01:21.63] Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n[01:23.35] The rout you took started collapsing\n[01:24.94] No fans\n[01:25.78] No fame\n[01:26.43] No respect\n[01:27.12] No change\n[01:27.74] No women\n[01:28.40] And everyone shits on your name\n[01:29.78] (Chorus)\n[01:30.57] So you wanna be a rap superstar\n[01:31.42] And live large\n[01:32.53] A big house\n[01:33.42] 5 cars\n[01:34.41] The rent charged\n[01:35.39] Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n[01:37.61] Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n[01:40.03] To be a rap superstar\n[01:41.57] And live large\n[01:42.55] A big house\n[01:43.72] 5 cars\n[01:44.42] The rent charged\n[01:45.38] Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n[01:47.89] Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n[01:50.20] (Noreaga Speaking)\n[01:50.73] When you sign to a record label\n[01:52.86] You don't know you sign your life over\n[01:54.66] And these whiteboys don't care about you\n[01:56.39] 'Cause the minute you fall off\n[01:57.42] They'll find another Noreaga\n[01:58.78] And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\n[02:00.48] And they'll find another B-Real\n[02:01.66] So you need to just keep\n[02:03.33] Stack your chips up\n[02:04.83] Do what you gotta do while your hot\n[02:06.24] And maf**kin get out the game\n[02:07.97] Stick to the drug game\n[02:08.85] And the drug game is even worse\n[02:10.19] Because if someone jerks you\n[02:11.88] You can shoot em and kill me\n[02:13.33] But in this game if someone jerks you\n[02:15.26] You gotta be humble\n[02:16.10] (Eminem Speaking)\n[02:16.97] No matter what you just been through\n[02:18.18] Shit has gotta be right\n[02:19.41] You gotta approach people\n[02:20.78] You gotta be on the up and up\n[02:22.10] And everything gotta be all good\n[02:23.46] When you see someone slap hands with em\n[02:25.54] You know what i'm sayin give em a pound\n[02:27.85] Or whatever it is\n[02:28.68] But you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n[02:30.87] (Chorus)\n[02:45.84] (B-Real)\n[02:52.17] My own son don't know me\n[02:53.27] Sittin up in the hotel room lonley\n[02:55.28] But I thank god I'm wit my homies\n[02:56.93] But sometimes I wish I was back home\n[02:58.93] But only no radio or videos\n[03:00.78] 'Cause they show me no love\n[03:02.46] The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n[03:04.72] So the record gets pushed by sony\n[03:06.77] I'm in the middle like monie\n[03:08.02] And the press say that\n[03:09.36] My own people disowned me\n[03:10.70] And the best way back\n[03:11.97] Is to keep your head straight\n[03:13.13] Never inflate the cranium\n[03:14.46] Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium\n[03:16.76] Who just wanna cling on swing on\n[03:18.91] And so on and go on and fall off\n[03:20.79] The hoes fall off\n[03:22.13] To the next rap superstar\n[03:23.52] 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No women and everybody -s on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar and live large\n  A big house, five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world, don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label, you don't know you sign your life over\n  And these white boys don't care about you 'cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga and they'll find another Capone-n-noreaga\n  And they'll find another b-real so you need to just keep stacking your chips up\n  Do what you gotta do while you're hot and ma–in' get out the game\n\n  Stick to the drug game and the drug game is even worse\n  Because if someone jerks you, you can shoot 'em and kill me\n  But in this game if someone jerks you, you gotta be humble\n  No matter what you just 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comin with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin some of your peers\nAnd losin some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio gangsta mack\nSign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\nBut never will\nTill he crosses over still\nFeelin no hate\nBut fantasies come wit these\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nTrapped in what you rappin about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe rout you took started collapsing\nNo fans\nNo fame\nNo respect\nNo change\nNo women\nAnd everyone shits on your name\n\n(Chorus)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\n\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(Noreaga Speaking)\nWhen you sign to a record label\nYou don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just keep\nStack your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\nAnd maf**kin get out the game\nStick to the drug game\nAnd the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you\nYou can shoot em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\nYou gotta be humble\n\n(Eminem Speaking)\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\nYou know what i'm sayin give em a pound\nOr whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(B-Real)\nMy own son don't know me\nSittin up in the hotel room lonley\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by sony\nI'm in the middle like monie\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back\nIs to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honies at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on swing on\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWit no shame give him a year\nAnd they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one\nWho came before him\nGained fame\nStarted gettin ignored\nI warned him\nAssured him\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\nSleezy people wanna be cheesey\nThey 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record label\n[01:52.86] You don't know you sign your life over\n[01:54.66] And these whiteboys don't care about you\n[01:56.39] 'Cause the minute you fall off\n[01:57.42] They'll find another Noreaga\n[01:58.78] And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\n[02:00.48] And they'll find another B-Real\n[02:01.66] So you need to just keep\n[02:03.33] Stack your chips up\n[02:04.83] Do what you gotta do while your hot\n[02:06.24] And maf**kin get out the game\n[02:07.97] Stick to the drug game\n[02:08.85] And the drug game is even worse\n[02:10.19] Because if someone jerks you\n[02:11.88] You can shoot em and kill me\n[02:13.33] But in this game if someone jerks you\n[02:15.26] You gotta be humble\n[02:16.10] (Eminem Speaking)\n[02:16.97] No matter what you just been through\n[02:18.18] Shit has gotta be right\n[02:19.41] You gotta approach people\n[02:20.78] You gotta be on the up and up\n[02:22.10] And everything gotta be all good\n[02:23.46] When you see someone slap hands with 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right out the game\n  The same as the last one\n  Who came before him\n  Gained fame\n  Started gettin ignored\n  I warned him\n  Assured him\n  This ain't easy take it from weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be cheesey\n  They talkin evil\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":26723407,"name":"(Rap) Superstar","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Insane In the Brain The Best of Cypress Hill WEB","duration":255.190204,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Eminem Speaking)\nMost people don't see how much work is really involved\nIn this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until i was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it\nTo understand what its like\nBut you always gotta\nPeople always gotta see your smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake\nYou know what i'm sayin\nNo matter what u just been through\n\n(B-Real)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large a big house\n5 cars, you're in charge\nComin up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(B-Real)\nI remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\nLookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\nTo rock crowds make money\nChill wit the honies\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShits funny\nHow impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\nNever the less you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\nAnd losin some of your peers\nAnd losin some of your self\nMusic has past gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShits deep\n48 tracks\nStudio gangsta mack\nSign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\nBut never will\nTill he crosses over still\nFeelin no hate\nBut fantasies come wit these\nJust to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nTrapped in what you rappin about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe rout you took started collapsing\nNo fans\nNo fame\nNo respect\nNo change\nNo women\nAnd everyone shits on your name\n\n(Chorus)\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large\n\nA big house\n5 cars\nThe rent charged\nComin up in the world don't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n(Noreaga Speaking)\nWhen you sign to a record label\nYou don't know you sign your life over\nAnd these whiteboys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just keep\nStack your chips up\nDo what you gotta do while your hot\nAnd maf**kin get out the game\nStick to the drug game\nAnd the drug game is even worse\nBecause if someone jerks you\nYou can shoot em and kill me\nBut in this game if someone jerks you\nYou gotta be humble\n\n(Eminem Speaking)\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything gotta be all good\nWhen you see someone slap hands with em\nYou know what i'm sayin give em a pound\nOr whatever it is\nBut you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n(Chorus)\n\n(B-Real)\nMy own son don't know me\nSittin up in the hotel room lonley\nBut I thank god I'm wit my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by sony\nI'm in the middle like monie\nAnd the press say that\nMy own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back\nIs to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honies at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on swing on\nAnd so on and go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWit no shame give him a year\nAnd they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one\nWho came before him\nGained fame\nStarted gettin ignored\nI warned him\nAssured him\nThis ain't easy take it from weezy\nSleezy people wanna be cheesey\nThey talkin evil\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Insane In the Brain The Best of Cypress Hill WEB\n  duration_ms: 255190\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Eminem Speaking)\n  Most people don't see how much work is really involved\n  In this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until i was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it\n  To understand what its like\n  But you always gotta\n  People always gotta see your smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake\n  You know what i'm sayin\n  No matter what u just been through\n\n  (B-Real)\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large a big house\n  5 cars, you're in charge\n  Comin up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  (B-Real)\n  I remember the days when i was a young kid growin up\n  Lookin in the mirror dreamin about blowin up\n  To rock crowds make money\n  Chill wit the honies\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shits funny\n  How impossible cream manifest in the games that be comin with it\n  Never the less you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood sweat and tears\n  And losin some of your peers\n  And losin some of your self\n  Music has past gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shits deep\n  48 tracks\n  Studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill\n  But never will\n  Till he crosses over still\n  Feelin no hate\n  But fantasies come wit these\n  Just to sacrifice the taste of makin cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Trapped in what you rappin about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The rout you took started collapsing\n  No fans\n  No fame\n  No respect\n  No change\n  No women\n  And everyone shits on your name\n\n  (Chorus)\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n  A big house\n  5 cars\n  The rent charged\n  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large\n\n  A big house\n  5 cars\n  The rent charged\n  Comin up in the world don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  (Noreaga Speaking)\n  When you sign to a record label\n  You don't know you sign your life over\n  And these whiteboys don't care about you\n  'Cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just keep\n  Stack your chips up\n  Do what you gotta do while your hot\n  And maf**kin get out the game\n  Stick to the drug game\n  And the drug game is even worse\n  Because if someone jerks you\n  You can shoot em and kill me\n  But in this game if someone jerks you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  (Eminem Speaking)\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything gotta be all good\n  When you see someone slap hands with em\n  You know what i'm sayin give em a pound\n  Or whatever it is\n  But you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  (B-Real)\n  My own son don't know me\n  Sittin up in the hotel room lonley\n  But I thank god I'm wit my homies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or videos\n  'Cause they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by sony\n  I'm in the middle like monie\n  And the press say that\n  My own people disowned me\n  And the best way back\n  Is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium\n  Who just wanna cling on swing on\n  And so on and go on and fall off\n  The hoes fall off\n  To the next rap superstar\n  Wit no shame give him a year\n  And they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one\n  Who came before him\n  Gained fame\n  Started gettin ignored\n  I warned him\n  Assured him\n  This ain't easy take it from weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be cheesey\n  They talkin evil\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":22995943,"name":"(Rap) Superstar (LP Version)","trackName":"(Rap) Superstar (LP Version)","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"(Rap) Superstar (CD Single)","duration":256.266667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You know, people just don't-\nPeople just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\nI didn't know it\nI didn't see it\nI never saw it until I was actually in it\nYou really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\nBut you always gotta-\nPeople always gotta see you smile\nYou always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\nLike, no matter what you just been through\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nI remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\nLookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\nTo rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\nSign autographs and whatever the people want from me\nShit's funny\nHow impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\nNevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\nBut you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\nAnd losin' some of your peers\nAnd losin' some of your self\n\nThrough the years past, gone by\nHopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\nEgomaniac in the brainiac\nDon't know how to act\nShit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\nSign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n'Til he crosses over still\nFillin' your head with fantasies\nCome with me\n\nShow the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\nYou wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\nAnd take shit from people who don't know what it is\nI wish it was all fun and games\nBut the price of fame is high\nAnd some can't pay to play\nFeel trapped in what you rappin' about\nTell me what happened when you lost clout\nThe route you took started collapsing\nNo fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\nAnd everybody shits on your name\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nWhen you sign to a record label (Assassin)\nYou don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\nAnd these white boys don't care about you\n'Cause the minute you fall off\nThey'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\nAnd they'll find another B-Real\nSo you need to just... keep (Assassin)\nStack your chips up\n\nDo what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\nAnd motherfuckin' get out the game\nJust stick to the drug game (Assassin)\nIt's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\nIf somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\nAnd if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\nYou gotta be humble\n\nNo matter what you just been through\nShit has gotta be right\nYou gotta approach people\nYou gotta be on the up and up\nAnd everything's gotta be all good\nWhen you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\nYou know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\nYou know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nMy own son don't know me\nI'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\nBut I thank God I'm with my homies\nBut sometimes I wish I was back home\nBut only no radio or videos\n'Cause they show me no love\nThe phony gotta hit the road slowly\nSo the record gets pushed by Sony\nI'm in the middle like Monie\n\nAnd the press say that my own people disowned me\nAnd the best way back is to keep your head straight\nNever inflate the cranium\nYour crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\nWho just wanna cling on, swing on\nAnd so on, go on and fall off\nThe hoes fall off\nTo the next rap superstar\nWith no shame (shame)\n\nGive him a year and they'll be right out the game\nThe same as the last one who came before him\nGained fame, started gettin' ignored\nI warned him, assured him\nThis ain't easy, take it from Weezy\nSleezy people wanna be so cheesy\nThey talkin' evil\n\nAssassin (Assassin)\nAssassin (Assassin)\n\nSo you wanna be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\nTo be a rap superstar\nAnd live large, a big house\nFive cars, you're in charge\nComin' up in the world\nDon't trust nobody\nGotta look over your shoulder constantly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (Rap) Superstar (LP Version)\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: (Rap) Superstar (CD Single)\n  duration_ms: 256267\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  You know, people just don't-\n  People just don't see how much work is really involved in this rap shit\n  I didn't know it\n  I didn't see it\n  I never saw it until I was actually in it\n  You really gotta be in it to understand what it's like\n  But you always gotta-\n  People always gotta see you smile\n  You always gotta put on that fake, you know what I'm sayin'?\n  Like, no matter what you just been through\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar (Shit just gotta be right)\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  I remember the days when I was a young kid growin' up\n  Lookin' in the mirror dreamin' about blowin' up\n  To rock crowds, make money, chill wit the honeys\n  Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me\n  Shit's funny\n  How impossible dreams manifest in the games that be comin' with it\n  Nevertheless you gotta go for the gusto\n  But you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears\n  And losin' some of your peers\n  And losin' some of your self\n\n  Through the years past, gone by\n  Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy\n  Egomaniac in the brainiac\n  Don't know how to act\n  Shit's deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack\n  Sign a deal, thinks he's gonna make a mil but never will\n  'Til he crosses over still\n  Fillin' your head with fantasies\n  Come with me\n\n  Show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese\n  You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz\n  And take shit from people who don't know what it is\n  I wish it was all fun and games\n  But the price of fame is high\n  And some can't pay to play\n  Feel trapped in what you rappin' about\n  Tell me what happened when you lost clout\n  The route you took started collapsing\n  No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women\n  And everybody shits on your name\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  When you sign to a record label (Assassin)\n  You don't know you sign your life over (Assassin)\n  And these white boys don't care about you\n  'Cause the minute you fall off\n  They'll find another Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga (Assassin)\n  And they'll find another B-Real\n  So you need to just... keep (Assassin)\n  Stack your chips up\n\n  Do what you gotta do while you hot (Assassin)\n  And motherfuckin' get out the game\n  Just stick to the drug game (Assassin)\n  It's even worse because in the drug game (Assassin)\n  If somebody jerk you, you can shoot 'em and kill 'em\n  And if you- in this game if somebody jerk you\n  You gotta be humble\n\n  No matter what you just been through\n  Shit has gotta be right\n  You gotta approach people\n  You gotta be on the up and up\n  And everything's gotta be all good\n  When you see somebody, slap hands with 'em\n  You know what I'm sayin'? Give 'em a pound or whatever it is\n  You know, but you always gotta act like it ain't shit\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  My own son don't know me\n  I'm chillin' in the hotel room lonely\n  But I thank God I'm with my homies\n  But sometimes I wish I was back home\n  But only no radio or videos\n  'Cause they show me no love\n  The phony gotta hit the road slowly\n  So the record gets pushed by Sony\n  I'm in the middle like Monie\n\n  And the press say that my own people disowned me\n  And the best way back is to keep your head straight\n  Never inflate the cranium\n  Your crew worried about them honeys at the paladium\n  Who just wanna cling on, swing on\n  And so on, go on and fall off\n  The hoes fall off\n  To the next rap superstar\n  With no shame (shame)\n\n  Give him a year and they'll be right out the game\n  The same as the last one who came before him\n  Gained fame, started gettin' ignored\n  I warned him, assured him\n  This ain't easy, take it from Weezy\n  Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy\n  They talkin' evil\n\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n  Assassin (Assassin)\n\n  So you wanna be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n\n  To be a rap superstar\n  And live large, a big house\n  Five cars, you're in charge\n  Comin' up in the world\n  Don't trust nobody\n  Gotta look over your shoulder constantly\n"}]