Rock Stars
Non Phixion Lyrics


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And now it's time bring up the headliner of the evening
Very special, please welcome to the stage

Escape from New York, but I be on some Brooklyn bullshit
I pull clips as fast as I dose chicks with dope tits
Tommy Lee called, said the coke's arrivin' at six
Got my name all in your mouth like your liable to brick
Click me on the tube, chain swinging down to my shoes
Light up the room, African boom, spark it and zoom
Disciple of rock, the type who'll range rifles at cops
I'm spiteful, fakes get left shaking like Michael J. Fox

I deliver AIDS-infected needle acupuncture
Gangster and hustler murderer and kidnap a suspect
Rapper and dusthead, from Blood red to Crip blue
My shit's too colorful
Running through with a hundred goons and maniacs
If a bitch like to suck dick, she a brainiac
Bust up in they mouth piece, see how they react, take it back
Like a instant replay, live in the PJ's, watching my Uncle freebase
Analyzing the anguish on a fiend's face
I learned to love my trees laced, the way the PCP taste
The way it make me see things
Old school dice spot bills and sheep skins
As I write this, I'm rocking Iceberg jeans and Timbs
Thinking where I'm gon' be in 2007
Either a house in the Hamptons or a house in Heaven
I be chillin' on the beach in the South of Venice
Or merkin' the President live on Channel 7

Coming through rocking
Wild like rock stars who smash guitars
Non-Phixion
Unadulterated
Emcee's
Coming through rocking
Wild like rock stars who smash guitars
Non-Phixion
Unadulterated
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I be Brooklyn 'til, die don't even question it twice
My crew nice, late night in them corners we shoot dice
Just like summertime in New York, jean-shorts, Timbs, Nubuck
Tanktops with kufis, groupies acting loosely
Who be in a black drop, with his hat cocked, that cat 'Bac
Puffin a stoge and spittin' snapshots
I'm trying to live, feed the kids, drive some whips, handle biz
Own a crib, do my shit, in the streets, that's how it is

If I say rock star, I'm talking about rocking the mic
My shit's hot like the rock a fiend drop in a pipe
These cats is idiots, with raps so pussy they catch periods
I'm serious, my life is like a drug experience
A porno movie with no plot and I'm the only guy in it
Like Vivid videos with Kobe Tai dime bitches
Ill Bill rap crusader, chillin' in the black Navigator
Canarsie to Pennsylvania

Wild
Like
Rock stars
Who, who smash guitars

Coming through rocking
Wild like rock stars who smash guitars
Non-Phixion
Unadulterated
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Break Mumia out, bang in with shells and heaters out
Blast off the terrorist, blow bombs and speakers out
Hookers and bricks, gutter cats, bitches and pimps
Cripples and Gimps, ex-cons, pushers and tricks
Street poet, speak the essence, what's realer than this
Up in the club smoked out coke, the feeling of Cris
You light in the wrist, Richard Simmons fro with a pick
Taking my record label hostage if they stoppin' my shit

I remember them cold nights and long lines for clubs
Now it's strictly V.I.p., free drinks and drugs
Pounds and hugs, getting back rubs, we them underground thugs
Who stay street but got new found love
Take a Continental, drive a rental, travel the globe
Non-Phixion to the end worldwide we rock shows
Explode from out the projects, Glenwood to Throggs Neck
Hold your drink up, and make a toast to how the gods get

Coming through rocking
Wild like rock stars who smash guitars
Non-Phixion
Unadulterated
Emcee's
Coming through rocking
Wild like rock stars who smash guitars
Non-Phixion




Unadulterated
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Overall Meaning

The song "Rock Stars" by Non Phixion is a tribute to the lifestyles of rock and rap stars, who are often seen as larger-than-life figures. The first verse speaks of the Brooklyn-based rappers' love for their hometown, as well as their own rough and dangerous lifestyle. They make references to drugs, violence, and sex, which are all common themes associated with rap culture. The next verse speaks of Ill Bill's experiences, where he compares his life to a drug experience and describes himself as the only guy in a porno movie. The final verse talks of their rise to fame, how they have overcome their struggles and achieved their dreams. Overall, the song is a celebration of their lifestyles and the things that helped them rise to the top.


Fact 1: The song was released in 2002 as part of Non Phixion's album "The Future Is Now."
Fact 2: Non Phixion is a rap group from Brooklyn, New York.
Fact 3: The group was formed in 1995 by Ill Bill, Sabac Red, Goretex, and DJ Eclipse.
Fact 4: The song includes samples from other songs such as "Never Too Much" by Luther Vandross and "Mother's Finest" by Joyce Kennedy and Glenn Murdock.
Fact 5: The song has been praised for its production, which was done by Necro.
Fact 6: The song features a number of guest performers, including Immortal Technique, Al Tariq, and Q-Unique.
Fact 7: The song was censored in some places due to its explicit content and references to violence and drugs.
Fact 8: The song was included in the soundtrack for the 2002 movie "8 Mile."
Fact 9: The group disbanded in 2006, but their music continues to be celebrated in the rap community.
Fact 10: The song has been noted for its catchy chorus, which has been sampled by other rappers in their music.


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Line by Line Meaning

And now it's time bring up the headliner of the evening
Introducing the main performer of the show


Escape from New York, but I be on some Brooklyn bullshit
I may have left New York but I still represent Brooklyn


I pull clips as fast as I dose chicks with dope tits
I reload guns as quickly as I give drugs to attractive women


Tommy Lee called, said the coke's arrivin' at six
Tommy Lee has notified me that the cocaine will be here soon


Got my name all in your mouth like your liable to brick
You keep talking about me as if you have a reason to hate me


Click me on the tube, chain swinging down to my shoes
Watch me on TV with my long necklace swaying down to my shoes


Light up the room, African boom, spark it and zoom
I bring energy to the room, with an African vibe and quick movements


Disciple of rock, the type who'll range rifles at cops
I follow the ways of rock and I'm willing to shoot at police officers


I'm spiteful, fakes get left shaking like Michael J. Fox
I hold grudges and those who pretend to be something get exposed in fear, like Michael J. Fox's shaky hands


I deliver AIDS-infected needle acupuncture
I use dirty needles to give acupuncture to people, putting them at a high risk of contracting AIDS


Gangster and hustler murderer and kidnap a suspect
I'm involved in criminal activity such as murder and kidnapping


Rapper and dusthead, from Blood red to Crip blue
I'm a rapper and a drug addict, and I've been affiliated with both Bloods and Crips gangs


My shit's too colorful
My actions and behavior are too abnormal and unpredictable


Running through with a hundred goons and maniacs
I move around with a large group of dangerous people


If a bitch like to suck dick, she a brainiac
If a woman performs oral sex on men, then she's very sexually active


Bust up in they mouth piece, see how they react, take it back
I'll force myself into someone's mouth, see their reaction, and then back off


Like a instant replay, live in the PJ's
I repeat the same actions over and over again, living in the projects where I grew up


Watching my Uncle freebase analyzing the anguish on a fiend's face
Watching my uncle smoke freebase cocaine, observing the intense feeling on a drug addict's face


I learned to love my trees laced, the way the PCP taste
I've grown fond of smoking marijuana laced with PCP, enjoying the taste


Old school dice spot bills and sheep skins
Playing betting games with dice while using money and valuable items as bets


As I write this, I'm rocking Iceberg jeans and Timbs
While writing this, I'm wearing designer jeans and Timbaland boots


Thinking where I'm gon' be in 2007
Contemplating my future and where I'll end up by the year 2007


Either a house in the Hamptons or a house in Heaven
I plan to live in luxury in the Hamptons or in a mansion in the afterlife


I be chillin' on the beach in the South of Venice
I imagine myself relaxing on the beach in South Venice


Or merkin' the President live on Channel 7
I could end up assassinating the President live on national TV


Wild like rock stars who smash guitars
My energy and behavior resembles that of rock stars who destroy their instruments


Non-Phixion
The name of my rap group


Unadulterated
Our music is pure and free from any harm or contamination


Emcee's
We are rappers, lyrical performers


My crew nice, late night in them corners we shoot dice
My friends and I are skilled, and we like to gamble with dice in hidden locations at night


Just like summertime in New York, jean-shorts, Timbs, Nubuck
Similar to what New Yorkers wear during the summer: short jeans, Timbaland boots, and soft leather


Tanktops with kufis, groupies acting loosely
We wear tank tops and religious hats while we interact with promiscuous fans


Who be in a black drop, with his hat cocked, that cat 'Bac
Who's in that black convertible with his hat tilted, that is 'Bac of Non-Phixion


Puffin a stoge and spittin' snapshots
Smoking a cigar and taking pictures to show off


I'm trying to live, feed the kids, drive some whips, handle biz
I'm attempting to make a living, support my family and buy nice cars, and handle my own business


Own a crib, do my shit, in the streets, that's how it is
Have my own home and live my life in the streets, that's how I choose to live


If I say rock star, I'm talking about rocking the mic
When I mention rock stars, I'm referring to rappers performing and moving the crowd


My shit's hot like the rock a fiend drop in a pipe
My rhymes are fire, like the crack that drug addicts smoke


These cats is idiots, with raps so pussy they catch periods
Other rappers are foolish, with weak lyrics similar to symptoms of a period


I'm serious, my life is like a drug experience
I'm not joking, my life is as eventful and wild as a drug-induced trip


A porno movie with no plot and I'm the only guy in it
My life is like a meaningless pornographic film, with myself being the only male participant


Like Vivid videos with Kobe Tai dime bitches
My life is similar to adult movies produced by Vivid Entertainment, featuring attractive women like Kobe Tai


Ill Bill rap crusader, chillin' in the black Navigator
My name is Ill Bill, I'm a rapper who's always on the move in my black SUV


Canarsie to Pennsylvania
Traveling from Brooklyn to Pennsylvania often


Break Mumia out, bang in with shells and heaters out
Help free Mumia from prison, using guns to scare off enemies


Blast off the terrorist, blow bombs and speakers out
Destroy terrorists and blow up both explosives and speakers


Hookers and bricks, gutter cats, bitches and pimps
Interacting with prostitutes, drugs, and criminals of all types


Cripples and Gimps, ex-cons, pushers and tricks
Also interacting with disabled people, former convicts, drug dealers, and women of low morals


Street poet, speak the essence, what's realer than this
I'm a lyrical performer who speaks the truth about real-life experiences


Up in the club smoked out coke, the feeling of Cris
Being high on drugs while partying in the nightclub, drinking Cristal champagne


You light in the wrist, Richard Simmons fro with a pick
You're weak and effeminate, having a hairstyle similar to Richard Simmons with a pick comb


Taking my record label hostage if they stopping' my shit
If my record label interferes with my music, I'll hold them as hostages and refuse to cooperate


I remember them cold nights and long lines for clubs
I recall waiting in long lines outside of nightclubs during cold nights


Now it's strictly V.I.p., free drinks and drugs
Now I only enter the club as a VIP, receiving free alcohol and drugs


Pounds and hugs, getting back rubs, we them underground thugs
Exchanging drugs with each other along with hugs and massages, as we are part of the underground criminal world


Who stay street but got new found love
We still live and behave as street people, but have found new sources of enjoyment and relaxation


Take a Continental, drive a rental, travel the globe
Rent a Continental car and travel the world


Non-Phixion to the end, worldwide we rock shows
Non-Phixion will always be together, performing concerts worldwide


Explode from out the projects, Glenwood to Throggs Neck
We'll make a big impact coming from the projects, from Glenwood to Throggs Neck


Hold your drink up, and make a toast to how the gods get
Raise your glass and toast to how we live and succeed like gods




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Written by: Mitchell Manzanilla, John Fuentes, William Braunstein, Christopher Martin

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Comments from YouTube:

@SickBoy666100

Saw them perform this in NYC the other night. It was so insane. In the middle of Lakocka Nostra's set I hear Ill bill say, How many Non Phixion fans in the house? Then Gore and Sabac came outta nowhere and banged this tune. It was fuckin awesome! First time they were together like that in years.

@Timoleon87

That shit would make med cry.

@ignaciomota3627

@@Timoleon87 haha I feel you bro

@davide4313

6 years ago bruh <3

@Liphted

I'm reading this 6 years later loving it lol

@shitchops

They ambush the crowd man thats DOPE AS FUCK

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@Sadistic1993

I always felt Goretex was the most underrated rapper in the group, shit in general of the whole psychological camp..his lyrics for the most part really make you think in your head, always used complex metaphors etc. The Art Of Dying is probably my favorite solo next to Barn of the Naked Dead by Hyde

@aboetarikske

Goretex is dropping the best albums lately

@MAD_Villain1981

GORE ELOHIM

@kevlar1482

Yeah, he was the best with Bill a close-ish second. Goretex had the best metaphors, best / most varied references, and was fuckin flawless live. Best sounding voice too.

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