(LUPE! Haha, Young.)

Oh my God, all this for me I must be on my job.
First album was a classic, never got an award (what!).
Took my first ten grand and bought a Honda Accord (hey!).
And then I pack them things, inside the Honda Accord.
And put them on the highway and watch the Honda Accord
Excuse me Mr. engineer, I hope you're pressing record.
And on behalf of the streets, I just can't be ignored (Young!).
Staging all black (black!) just like a new glock (woo!).
All the broads screaming like they just seen Tupac.
Say his earring's 'bout big as his ego.
Keep a fresh bald head like he just left chemo (hey!).
This ain't even mine, this is Lupe's single.
And everytime I watch The Wire, it’s like I just left B-Mo(haha!).
Call me Milo, come be my Snoopy.
Superstar baby, why wouldn’t you do me (Young!).

Chorus
If you are what you say you are.
A superstar, then have no fear
The camera's here.
And the microphones.
And they wanna know.
Oh, oh, oh. Yeah.

(Yea, one more time. C'mon.)
You on your fifteenth minute of fame.
And on the sixteenth, beginneth the lame.
And on seventeen, you lose everything.
The twenty-first is the worst.
Wishing you was eleven popping like you was seven.
With the feeling when you were seconds (woo!).
Reminiscing when you was just in, now you just him.
No longer the trend they dress in.
Now you wondering where all the press went.
You know longer impress them, get arrested, paparazzi will press then.
I fell on purpose to stay a freshman.
I lose, but Lu' attend the school for X-Men.
So when I get my cap and gown and put the rapping down,
I’ll only know half my powers but I spent half an hour.
Like a senior citizen having a baby shower.
Haters want to budget but my fans still love it.
So you can ask them exactly who I are.
Nine weeks, at number 1. I'm a Superstar.
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Chorus
If you are what you say you are.
A superstar, then have no fear
The crowd is here.
And the lights are on.
And they wanna show.
Oh, oh, oh. Yeah.

Okay now.
Anyone who know me, they know me to ride
But when the shit was selling slow it's just my homies and I.
Had to get rid of all the phonies and the homies disguised.
So you speaking, I don't reply, homie don't be surprised
You ain't gotta ride for me, I didn't ask you to.
Take the journey on my own, I would gladly do.
You gon' and turn around now, I'll call a cab for you.
I stand up on my own 2, he kiss the ass of who.
No way José, we pot Rosé, blow dro, that's more than okay.
See but don't say, my folk, they flip more yay than Cirque du Soleil.
Keyser Söze, oh they kill people and get off like OJ.
You catch your case, just shut your face, don't get caught singing do, re,
Mi, fa, say, la, ti, do, ghetto hero, G-code I obey.
He's so gay, they handle business hanging around me no way.
It's okay, life lesson learned I suggest that you go your way.
I be straight, no conversation man.
That's all I'm gon' say (hey).

Chorus
If you are what you say you are.
A superstar, then have no fear
The camera's here.
And the microphones.
And they wanna know.
Oh, oh, oh.

If you are what you say you are.
A superstar, then have no fear
The crowd is here.
And the lights are on.
And they wanna show.
Oh, oh, oh. Yeah.

(If you are what you say you are.
A superstar, then have no fear)