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Rock Star (Letra)

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I don’t want to be a loser
No! I don’t want to be an almost was
I don’t want to be a white trash
Working class chump
I don’t want to be a loser anymore

That’s why I want to be a rock star
I want to be the king
I want to be on top, yeah
I just want to be a rock star
Yeah, now I just want to be famous
I want to be the guy
That everybody wants

I want to be on tv shows
And wear designer clothes
I want a girlfriend who does not drink beer
I want to drive a fast car
And sleep with certain movie stars
I want to sing the songs
That all those little people want to hear

I just want to be a rock star
I want to be like all those people up in first class
I just want to be a rock star
I want to tell the little people
They can kiss my ass

I just want to be a rock star
I just want to get laid
I just want to be a rock star
A different girl
For every different day

That’s why I want to be a rock star
Be like all those guys on the MTV
I just want to be a rock star
I want to make those girls on the Real World
Fantazise about me

I just want to be a rock star
I want to be the king
I want to be on top, yeah
I just want to be a rock star
Yeah, now I just want to be famous

Everybody everywhere wants to be famous
And everybody everywhere wishes they could tell
Everybody everywhere to go to hell

I just want to be a rock star
I just want to get high
I just want to party like a rock star
Until the day I die!

I just want to be a rock star
Yeah, I just want to be a rock star…

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Rock Star (Letra)

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Inappropriate behaviour
Thinking distraction will be your saviour
This need seems never-ending
These nights seem all-pretending
The record’s spins comfort me
Dreams locked in the record company

And all those things you said you’d never do
Watch them slowly catch up with you
So unrelenting
And you’re unrepenting
Go to sleep as the sky turns blue
Simply running out of things to abuse

And i said, mama, gonna buy you out
I’m a rockstar now
I said, mama, gonna buy you out
I’m a rockstar now

You lead me down the road with maybe
Just some ego tripping with a lady
It seems i’m always waiting
Waiting for what?
And the laziness won’t disappear
My indifference sets in out of fear
Mean ass spider, called her hairy
And she likes her webs big and scary
She’ll never let go
Not as long as she’s still spinning
But the irony just gets lost
‘cause no one cares who pays the cost

And i said, mama, gonna buy you out
I’m a rockstar now
I said, mama, gonna buy you out
I’m a rockstar now

Rock Star (Letra)

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When i was a kid i would go to the show and see the rock star
I’d play my records and look at the album cover at the rock star
Sometimes i’d check out the r&b
But the polka, salsa classical scene just was not me
I wanted to be like bootsy, dr. funkenstein or jimi the rock star

Color meant nothing to me
Everything was equal as far as i could see
Ignorant to the racist music industry music industry music industry

Music industry… white rock star
Everywhere i look… white rock star
Read it in the paper… white rock star
Watch it on tv… white rock star

Only just a little… black rock star
Only for a token… black rock star
Sing no controversy… black rock star

Sometimes for the flavor of japanese
No communication but it’s overseas

Unaware of how propaganda works
I soon became a victim, a trick at work
With my black brotha’s playin’ rock & roll
Signed and ho’in for a major label
Selling my soul as a rock star

Do the rock star ohh
Do the rock star yeah

Break a window, smash a tv
We’re some hott mother fucka’s it’s no doubt about
We do the rock star ohh
Do the rock star, yeah

Get real drunk, fuck, fuck, fuck
Kick in the radio, smash up a chair
Do the rock star, wooh
Do the rock star, yeah

Wreck your hotel room, catch a lear jet
Stay in debt, manic depressed
Sweat & jerk to the best
Smoke a cig, fuck, fuck, fuck
Lie fry loosin’ your mind like a rock star

I got supposed fortune & fame
With existential potential of runnin’ the game
But it the greedy of the whitey at the top of my frame that’s

Blurrin’ my art piece
Makin’ it weak see
Makin’ it watered down
Dilutin’ my funky sound
But it’s all you need to be
In this weak society
Powder puffy rock star dumb
Keepin’ people stupid and dumb

Do the rock star ooh
Do the rock star hey

Shoot up some heroin
Snort some cocaine
Smash your guitar
Wreck a jet plane
With a short gun to your brain
For the price of fame
Losers !!!

?????

Kurt cobain meant nothing to me
But now i just can’t escape from the rains that drive me ape
Of their white fear
Through the television in my eyes in my ears
Racism ! separation ! media !
So i guess you can say i’m an angry brotha
Can’t play my music ‘cause of barrier of color
Deep in debt with a seven record set
Videos and funky shows but no one knows
The major pain and misery of bein’ radical
Speakin’ of what you feel in a world that’s sad and dull
But the rock star got the money and the fuck fuck right
Action lights and plane flights
Drugs and press but in reality
It’s a lot less when you’re the rock star oooh

Rock Star (Letra)

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When I went to school
When I went to school
When I went to school in Olympia
Everyone’s the same
What do you do with a revolution?
When I went to school in Olympia
And everyone’s the same
We look the same
We talk the same
Well don’t you please make me real- fuck you
Make me sick- fuck you
Make me real- fuck you

When I went to school in Olympia
Everyone’s the same
And so are you, in Olympia
Everyone’s the same
We look the same
We talk the same
We even fuck the same
When I went to school in Olympia
Don’t you please make me real, come on
Make me sick- come on
Make me real- yeah yeah

Do it for the kids
Do it for the kids
Do it
Do it for the kids

Rock Star (Letra)

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They put a shrine for you in Rolling Stone,
And sixteen servants weeping at your throne,
Yeah and I love you ten times more dead than alive,
I want to hold your kid and make love to your wife.

I want to be a rock star too yeah,
I want to be a rock star just like you.

I’m never gonna see you old or see you wise,
Forever young as Jesus crucified,
I want to put my mouth on you and make you breathe,
Open up wide and sing for me,

I want to be a rock star too yeah,
I want to be a rock star just like,
I want to be a rock star too yeah,
I want to be a rock star just like you.

Fame, I’m gonna live forever,
Fame, I’m gonna live forever.

Rock Star (Letra)

Everclear

Everclear

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Yeah, hehe
{*Ja imitating guitar*} Eh, uh, uh – here we go
Yea, yea
Murder Inc, uh, uh – classic shit
Yea y’all

I’m a rock star bay-bayyyyy (yea)

{*coughs*} Fuckin with these niggaz! {*laughs*}
Yeahhh, yea, yea, uhh

[Chorus: Ja Rule]
I’m a rock star bay-bayyyyy
If they could only, read my mind
I’m a rock star bay-bayyyyy
If they could only, hear my cries
I’m a rock star bay-bayyyyy
If they would only re-alize
I’m a rock star bay-bayyyyy, hey hey
Only if they could live my life

[Ja Rule]
Said a nigga was RAISED up in the streets (yea mama I’m a thug)
And nuttin is stoppin for me (except for myself)
Is the Lord in me? (You and everyone else)
God please shine down on me
I’m not the only nigga that prays every day for forgiveness
This life is makin me substance abusive
The media always wants the exclusive
Well here it is – FUCK ‘EM ALL – baby cause they’re useless
Sometimes I feel all I need is my music
It fuckin sets me free, and let me breathe
Cause my niggaz ain’t leavin they blood on the streets
for they kids not to eat, and they kids not to eat
REVOLUTION! Pick a side and draw heats
And may the best man hold his head on these here streets
Cause in life and in music I’m poised and I’m focused
And the world should take notice

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule]
Underworld ties, is where my heart lies
They do the drama, makin Songs like “Ol’ Blue Eyes”
that make the whole world sing..
It’s alright if you don’t understand me, it wasn’t meant to be
Cause it’s hard enough for me to fight for what I believe in
Than have to look in the mirror and see demons
Now everybody’s talkin rhyme over reason
My only reason for rhymin is cause I bleed it
Here come the leeches; they gettin paid
off my talent, my love, my pain – am I a slave?
Bein cursed in my own brain
For this life I embrace and I praise
A nigga stuck in his ways
As the remix plays
Rule and J. Blige, “Rainy Days”
I think about life and music and how to stay focused
And the world should take notice

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule]
Hey, this is a message to mankind
I bust clearly you shoot blind, not in my right mind
Lord if you love me please throw up a sign
And take a nigga off the path of destroyin his life, and
This life we’re livin the sign of the times
Where buildings take on planes, babies born with AIDS
And we all need change
So I became a rock star bay-bayyy (rock on)
Now they all gon’ hate me (hate on)
But from the bottom of my heart I pray
That in life and in music the world stays focused
And I hope you all notice

[Chorus] – repeat 2X