ITS ROUGH (Being a Ghetto Superstar)
By Nomadic Extra Large
Verse 1
This life is like going against a brick wall,
Every time I do, it’s like I take a downfall.
This life is like a downpour of stress and heartaches,
And my only umbrella is a beat break.
And my rhymes are the cure to stop the rain,
My punchlines are like hurricanes to ease the pain.
Beating on this melody until it’s in its proper place,
Boxing with my ego until I’m in a proper place.
Hey yo, that's at the top — the top is where I should be.
My home is misery — how I got caught up in this predicamy.
Yo, life is rough — rougher than the definition of it.
What defines me is hard times and how I paint pictures of it.
Like HD and 3D — you get the picture.
No need to change the channel ’cause my aim is
To be famous one day, like a famous actor — a superstar.
Who’d have thought that I’d make it this far?
Chorus
It’s so rough, it’s so rough
To go and try to make it to the top,
Too far for the eyes to see.
I had enough, I had enough
Of trying to go and make it to the top —
I wonder if I’ll ever be a superstar, superstar.
Maybe so, maybe not —
Well, that’s just the chance I take
To try to get, to try to get, to try to get,
To try to get to the top.
I wonder if I’ll ever be
A superstar.
Verse 2
Being at the top ain't what I thought it was.
Even though I got the money, got the cash, got the cars —
And even though I got a home, got a pool,
I still feel unsatisfied on this material ride.
I feel like I need to put the brakes down and hold it there,
Because I’m moving too fast through this atmosphere.
This material world is like my universe now —
Whatever happened to the values I learned as a child?
Straight out the window as the wind blows.
I think back when I was just a young kid eating Apple Jacks,
Looking at cartoons — life was so simple then.
Yo, who’d have knew I’d be living life full of sin?
But like I said before — being at the top ain’t what it’s cracked up to be.
So listen to a dope MC as I run you through reality.
You wouldn’t wanna be in my shoes —
Don’t ever chase this dream.
Chorus
It’s so rough, it’s so rough
To go and try to make it to the top,
Too far for the eyes to see.
I had enough, I had enough
Of trying to go and make it to the top —
I wonder if I’ll ever be a superstar, superstar.
Maybe so, maybe not —
Well, that’s just the chance I take
To try to get, to try to get, to try to get,
To try to get to the top.
I wonder if I’ll ever be
A superstar.
