i wanna be a superstar, you ever wanted something so bad you sacrifice your life for it, i wanna be a super star, take my walk in my crep, C's up i wanna be a superstar, yeah, thats money, the fame, the paps, the mags, but i dont want the stress, yes. i wanna be a superstar, to be the best of the best, imma work till im dead, i wanna be a superstar, nothin' more nothin'...less. Ch'yeaah. i dress to impress without trying, look i got CD's who's buyin'? At 15 i wasnt paid in full, but i know i had parada's in school, Ch'yeaah,ah uniform with the fly jacket, rucksack to match it, swagga,? i had it, young and easy in front of the cam, makin' all the pretty girls go mad till the year book said, i was most likely to be famous, piont to prove, now i can't live my life lameless, so i hit the stuuds, started cuttin tunes, minimal facilities in ironics room, but we still made do, i still came through, haters still talk shit, still F**k you. even the lord knows when i started writin' bars, never thought i'd hit the charts. yeaah'yeaah. i wanna be a superstar, yeaah, thats the money, the fame, the paps, the mags, the cheques, the cash, but i dont want the stress, yes, i wanna be a superstar, to be the best of the best, imma work till im dead, wanna be a superstar, nothin' more nothin'...less age 17 i was spittin' more, chip diddy chip, when i kicked off i did it more, and one label said i aint marketable, and now look who runs the market..me. i got the hot verse, everybody wants mine, tryna be on everybody's song, F**K that. tyrna cut back see, see who's darin', sharin' aint always carin' i got the haters nostriles flarin', smelling success, got em' way stressed, got em' way vex. finkin afta laugh, you wanna come test, you can suck yuorself, no latex. i aint tryna sleep for life, tryna bring my dreams to life[yep], feelin like im born to fly, dont ask me why, yeaah'yeaah C's up!. i wanna be a superstar, yeaah, thats the money, the fame, the paps, the mags, the cheques, the cash, but i dont want the stress, yes, i wanna be a superstar, to be the best of the best, imma work till im dead, wanna be a superstar, nothin' more nothin'...less and i was too fast learning to rhyme, now talent got me caught up, livin 2 lifes [no lie]. chart topper, everybody knows my name, but da hood dosent eva change, its worse when your paid, and im stil the sam, in ma own zone, from youth club to a life, my life showed. street dreams of a teen from the high road. the pap lights blind my eyes, Bro show. i wanna be a superstar, yeaah, thats the money, the fame, the paps, the mags, the cheques, the cash, but i dont want the stress, yes, i wanna be a superstar, to be the best of the best, imma work till im dead, wanna be a superstar, nothin' more nothin'less