Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Pras
Stimme und Gesang
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Stimme und Gesang
Mýa
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Wyclef Jean
Songwriter:in
Bobby Byrd
Songwriter:in
Barry Gibb
Songwriter:in
Maurice Gibb
Songwriter:in
Pras
Songwriter:in
Robin Gibb
Songwriter:in
Ronald Lenhoff
Songwriter:in
Russell T. Jones
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pras
Produzent:in
Wyclef Jean
Produzent:in
Jerry Duplessis
Co-Produzent:in
Che Guevara
Co-Produzent:in
Chris Theis
Mischtechniker:in
Phil Blackman
Ingenieur:in
James Brown
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Will Quinnell
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Songteksten
[Chorus]
Ghetto supastar (Supastar)
That is what you are (Is what you are)
Comin' from afar (Comin' from afar)
Reachin' for the stars (Reachin' from the stars)
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh (Yeah)
From one corner to another, uh-huh
Uh, yeah, yo, yo
[Verse 1]
Some got hopes and dreams
We got ways and means
The supreme dream team always up with the schemes
From hubcaps to sellin' raps, name your theme
My rise to the top, floatin' on this cream
Who the hell wanna stop me? I hated those who doubt me
A million ReFugees with unlimited warranties
Black Caesar, dating top divas
Diplomat immunities, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I'ma shoot them one-by-one
Got five sides to me, something like a pentagon
Strike with the forces of King Solomon
Letting bygones be bygones and so on and so on
I'ma teach these cats how to live in the ghetto
Keeping it retrospective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the D-low
[Chorus]
Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar (Uh huh)
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh
[Verse 2]
One, two
And you don't stop, yo
My eyes is sore, being a senator
Behind closed doors, hitting truth to the seafloor
The rich go North, ignore the tug of war
While the kids are poor, open new and better drug stores
So I became hardcore, couldn't take it no more
I'ma reveal everything, change the law
I find myself walking the streets
Tryna find what's really going on in the streets (Yeah, yeah, yo)
[Verse 3]
Now every dog got his day, needless to say
When the chief away, that's when them cats want to play
I told you, mess around you fools like Cassius Clay
Stretch my heater, make you do a pas de bourree
Kick your balls like Pele, pick 'em doing ballet
Peak like Dante, broader than Broadway
Get applause like a matador, cry yellin', "Ole"
Who the hell wanna save me? From B.K. to Cali
[Chorus]
Ghetto supastar (Come on, uh)
That is what you are
Comin' from afar
Reachin' for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh
[Verse 4]
Yeah, yeah
Just when you thought it was safe in a common place
Showcase your finest is losin' fast in the horse race
Two-faced, gettin' defaced, out like Scarface
Throw your roll money, let me put on my screwface
[Verse 5]
Well, I'm paranoid at the things I say
Wonderin' what's the penalty from day to day
I'm hangin' out, partyin' with girls that never die
You see I was pickin' on the small fries, my campaign tellin' lies
Was just spreadin' my love, didn't know my love
Was the one holdin' the gun and the glove
But it's all good as long as it's understood
It's all together now in the hood
[Chorus]
Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Comin' from afar
Reachin' for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh
[Chorus]
Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Comin' from afar
Reachin' for the stars
Run away with me to another place (Sing it, baby, sing it, baby)
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
From one corner to another, uh-huh (To another, uh-huh)
Yeah
Heee
Ahh
Written by: Barry Gibb, Maurice Gibb, Prakazrel Samuel Michel, Robin Gibb, Wyclef Jean, Russell T. Jones