Superstar (Failure part 2 ..)
Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 7:40 pm
He could hear the crowd now
All of em was gettin so loud now
The clicks of the cameras
the chicks with the memories
to every lyric he wrote
they would cheer when he spoke
the mic ensured they would hear when we spoke
Never dreamed of this
the fame, the big names and gettin rich
the scandalous bitch the planes and the fan trains
burn stains on his threads coz plain clothes is played
And anyway the label payed for it
Got a fancy foreign car which would hum when he floored it
after that get his fortune told coz he a taurus
Aint no problem writin verses but gets stuck on the chorus
And right there thats the game
Excited every day but his feelings was tamed
To his concert they be bringin the bongs
smiles on they face they be singin along
like la dee da dee da
But hes too tall to fall
Will do anythin so he aint gotta keep the raw
dont want the wrong ki/key to open the wrong door
All his hard work where did it get him before
Now he lookin off and awkward
The crowds waits and listens
Looks in the front row but his Moms is missin
Gets hyped, gets energised
The pressures on but guess who aint gonna crack
As the curtains open and he performs his new ghostwritten track
All of em was gettin so loud now
The clicks of the cameras
the chicks with the memories
to every lyric he wrote
they would cheer when he spoke
the mic ensured they would hear when we spoke
Never dreamed of this
the fame, the big names and gettin rich
the scandalous bitch the planes and the fan trains
burn stains on his threads coz plain clothes is played
And anyway the label payed for it
Got a fancy foreign car which would hum when he floored it
after that get his fortune told coz he a taurus
Aint no problem writin verses but gets stuck on the chorus
And right there thats the game
Excited every day but his feelings was tamed
To his concert they be bringin the bongs
smiles on they face they be singin along
like la dee da dee da
But hes too tall to fall
Will do anythin so he aint gotta keep the raw
dont want the wrong ki/key to open the wrong door
All his hard work where did it get him before
Now he lookin off and awkward
The crowds waits and listens
Looks in the front row but his Moms is missin
Gets hyped, gets energised
The pressures on but guess who aint gonna crack
As the curtains open and he performs his new ghostwritten track