Intro) [Krayzie & ???]
Oooh. Ooooh So you wanna be a star, star? Oooh. Oooh. Never, never, never. Oooh. Ooooh You say you wanna be a star, star? Oooh. Oooh. Never, never, never
(Chorus) [DSP?]
I think you're gonna have to find who you are. Can't find your lane, but you wanna be a star, a star. You wanna be a star, a star, can't find your lane. But you wanna be, wanna be a star.
(Verse 1) [Krayzie Bone]
I know the grind. She tryna be a star. She goin' hard. Doin' a hundred in the car but never can make it out the yard. 'Cause you're stalled. How? When you can even get it started. It's probably 'cause you been naughty to get up in the party. She wanna make it so she'll sleep with him, late-night creep with him. He'll tell her he can make her famous if she did him. Suck 'em, lick 'em. Another victim of a busta intention. Why must you suffer this? Really, love?, what's the mission? Because you still should be in ya daddy and ya momma house. Shoulda knew homie was not about to go the dumber route. Left you with a lot of doubt. Kinda like in a drought. Got no more integral. There's no flow. What ya tellin' me? There's jealousy goin' on all because she wanna make it - famous. And sip champagne with the greatest. So you wanna be a star? The ride you'll take is evident. You'll never get a hit, so it's irrelevant.
(Chorus) [DSP?]
(Verse 2) [Wish Bone]
Baby girl can sing, she thick, man, I think she got it! But they tellin' me to watch her. Call her baby pockets. So I bring it to her straight. To a real night. She got herself on protection. We all good all night. She said they only wanna cut, bustas never business. Sometimes she wishes, but, uh, baby listen. Dirty game, I feel the same. And do I think her career woulda jump off if she just laid down. A tear in her eye. Baby, don't cry. And when she told me all about her church background and how she lovin' this life, livin' this life. Now I think I'm dealin' with a head-case. Any heart, put it all in. Tell yourself it's a must-win. Apply pressure, never give up. Laughin' in the end, then f*** 'em. Stay on your paper, n****, straight face. Attitude: n****, pay me! Still wanna be a star, huh, huh? Reach hard!!
(Chorus) [DSP?]
(Verse 3) [Flesh-N-Bone]
I hear you wanna be a star, huh? Think you got what it take to make it large, huh? Don't even know who you are, huh? You said you wanted to learn then, huh? You say everybody feeling you, Flesh I hear 'em, what a wonderful tingling feelin', yeah. I'm a straighten yer player! Goodness, that's how the story goes. Chasing dreams. All they telling them is to sacrifice they souls. You really listenin'? Learn a lesson from this bro's. Playing the game. It's heavy heating up. Up and down the globe
(Verse 4) [Layzie Bone]
They say the boy got talent but he can't catch a break. He doin' everything he can but he makin' mistakes. Plus, he's running with the crowd cause he wanna be seen. Got the tenancy to follow instead of taking the lead. We in the league of extraordinary gentlemen check. And if you wanna play the game, you gotta give them the step. Making regression with expression but you gotta be focused. They won't pick you for the team just because you're the dopest. Too many n****'s got the game twisted looking for fame instead of loving what they do, and making a name. It's a shame how they idolize the idiot box. Feel the pain, and tell the vision that deception has shocked. And when they finally figure out it ain't about what they seein'. Take the money and the toys, n***** still human beings. All of that ain't jack if you ain't got the respect. 'Cause a real superstar know how to double them checks, yep.
(Chorus) [DSP?]
(Verse 5) [Bizzy Bone]
I see women givin' they bodies like David Letterman love you. Struggle in the hustle. Slanging tapes on the internet avenue. Get you capitol s***, know how the rapture do. Sorry I was late to tell you exactly what masters do. You don't have to sell your soul. No, not anymore. Parker Brothers, Ouija board, covered that. (???) n***** give they labels away, 'cause the recession the way. You downloading on all the industry veterans. Been a star but being a star don't pay the bills. Know 'bout spinnin' wheels. Baby, Bizzy keep it real. Don't open battle seals. No matter who you are. Now get your money. Only Jesus can make you a star.
Oooh. Ooooh So you wanna be a star, star? Oooh. Oooh. Never, never, never. Oooh. Ooooh You say you wanna be a star, star? Oooh. Oooh. Never, never, never
(Chorus) [DSP?]
I think you're gonna have to find who you are. Can't find your lane, but you wanna be a star, a star. You wanna be a star, a star, can't find your lane. But you wanna be, wanna be a star.
(Verse 1) [Krayzie Bone]
I know the grind. She tryna be a star. She goin' hard. Doin' a hundred in the car but never can make it out the yard. 'Cause you're stalled. How? When you can even get it started. It's probably 'cause you been naughty to get up in the party. She wanna make it so she'll sleep with him, late-night creep with him. He'll tell her he can make her famous if she did him. Suck 'em, lick 'em. Another victim of a busta intention. Why must you suffer this? Really, love?, what's the mission? Because you still should be in ya daddy and ya momma house. Shoulda knew homie was not about to go the dumber route. Left you with a lot of doubt. Kinda like in a drought. Got no more integral. There's no flow. What ya tellin' me? There's jealousy goin' on all because she wanna make it - famous. And sip champagne with the greatest. So you wanna be a star? The ride you'll take is evident. You'll never get a hit, so it's irrelevant.
(Chorus) [DSP?]
(Verse 2) [Wish Bone]
Baby girl can sing, she thick, man, I think she got it! But they tellin' me to watch her. Call her baby pockets. So I bring it to her straight. To a real night. She got herself on protection. We all good all night. She said they only wanna cut, bustas never business. Sometimes she wishes, but, uh, baby listen. Dirty game, I feel the same. And do I think her career woulda jump off if she just laid down. A tear in her eye. Baby, don't cry. And when she told me all about her church background and how she lovin' this life, livin' this life. Now I think I'm dealin' with a head-case. Any heart, put it all in. Tell yourself it's a must-win. Apply pressure, never give up. Laughin' in the end, then f*** 'em. Stay on your paper, n****, straight face. Attitude: n****, pay me! Still wanna be a star, huh, huh? Reach hard!!
(Chorus) [DSP?]
(Verse 3) [Flesh-N-Bone]
I hear you wanna be a star, huh? Think you got what it take to make it large, huh? Don't even know who you are, huh? You said you wanted to learn then, huh? You say everybody feeling you, Flesh I hear 'em, what a wonderful tingling feelin', yeah. I'm a straighten yer player! Goodness, that's how the story goes. Chasing dreams. All they telling them is to sacrifice they souls. You really listenin'? Learn a lesson from this bro's. Playing the game. It's heavy heating up. Up and down the globe
(Verse 4) [Layzie Bone]
They say the boy got talent but he can't catch a break. He doin' everything he can but he makin' mistakes. Plus, he's running with the crowd cause he wanna be seen. Got the tenancy to follow instead of taking the lead. We in the league of extraordinary gentlemen check. And if you wanna play the game, you gotta give them the step. Making regression with expression but you gotta be focused. They won't pick you for the team just because you're the dopest. Too many n****'s got the game twisted looking for fame instead of loving what they do, and making a name. It's a shame how they idolize the idiot box. Feel the pain, and tell the vision that deception has shocked. And when they finally figure out it ain't about what they seein'. Take the money and the toys, n***** still human beings. All of that ain't jack if you ain't got the respect. 'Cause a real superstar know how to double them checks, yep.
(Chorus) [DSP?]
(Verse 5) [Bizzy Bone]
I see women givin' they bodies like David Letterman love you. Struggle in the hustle. Slanging tapes on the internet avenue. Get you capitol s***, know how the rapture do. Sorry I was late to tell you exactly what masters do. You don't have to sell your soul. No, not anymore. Parker Brothers, Ouija board, covered that. (???) n***** give they labels away, 'cause the recession the way. You downloading on all the industry veterans. Been a star but being a star don't pay the bills. Know 'bout spinnin' wheels. Baby, Bizzy keep it real. Don't open battle seals. No matter who you are. Now get your money. Only Jesus can make you a star.