Itand's eight a.m. i roll out my silk sheets
get fly crash the limo back seats
lookinand' in the faces
of some ladies that i never met
on the interview tip no sweat
they ask me questions
i throw the words back
they say they write facts
i know thatand's bull crap
theyand're kickinand' drama
but then dramaand's my middle name
thatand's the price ya pay for big fame
the cellular phone rings
dot wanta pick it up
but itand's my j-o-b i gotta kick it up
another damn reporter
on the line with a word quiz
i gotta show cause iand'm livinand' with the show
biz. out the llimo, to the plane
in the pourinand' rain
i hate flyinand'
but thereand's no time for slow trains
another show to do
i gotta caatch my crew
they left last night
in the bus around two
the planeand's a small one
no fun at all
bouncinand' round the air
like a tennis ball
when it touches down
i wanna kiss the ground
but itand's time to wreck a new town
get to the arena, meet up with the crew
they tell me all the speakers blew
the cordless donand't work
sound manand's a jerk
somebodyand's gonna get hurt
iand'm crazy mad
but my fans want autographs
i turn my angry frowns
into fake laughs
i canand't be rude
cause they wouldnand't understand
i inand't human no more, iand'm a superman
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you can try
but youand'll never understand this
you can try
but youand'll never understand this
you can try
but youand'll never understand this
the lifestyles of the rich a and infamous
Four hours till show time oh well
i might as well check in the hotel
get a little rest
before itand's time to play
ten brothers standinand' in the hallway
all with demo tapes
they need the hook up
they heard that i was
the one to look up
i canand't ditch and'em
cause they already saw me
iand'll put my head down
maybe theyand'll ignore me
no chance andquot;ice whatand's goinand' on?andquot;
i listened to twenty-five songs
and after thaat
the brothers still wouldnand't leave
they started lookinand' at my t.v.
i was gonna break down
if they didnand't jet soon
snuck across the hall
and crashed in eand's room
but then this freak came in
thought i was e
straddled her legs across me
ripped off her blouse
pushed her breast against my face
started girating her waist. sounds fly,
like a hype sex thriller?
but see she looked like godzilla
pushed her off me
home girl hit the floor
this is what itand's like on tour
i hit the hallway it was crawlinand' thick
andquot;could we take this picture real quick?andquot;
jumped into a pose
that i used a million times before
took pictures
with the whole damn floor
i couldnand't say no not to my fans
you see they wouldnand't understand
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Now itand's show time, time to flow time
evil lost the records
but we still gotta go time
the house is packed
everybodyand's on their feet
so i say, andquot;throw on rakimand's beat.andquot;
e hits the fader and the crowd is lit
i start bustinand' off some new shit
the stage is so smokey
that i almost fall off, i start inhalinand' it
iand'm tryinand' not to cough
iand'm catchinand' problems from every angle
the mic cords are tangled
i try to flow smooth
but my words are mangled
damn near slipped and broke my ankle
if that ainand't enough
the police are hawkinand'
listeninand' real close
to the words iand'm talkinand'
they wanna put a brother like me
in the back seat
just because i curse the beat
they wanna tap my phone
wanna keep my crib bugged
call all my homes
felonist street thugs
you might say
i think this lifestyle sucks?
i wouldnand't tade it for a million bucks
although itand's all
not glamour and gleam
itand's still my dream
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