Superstar lyrics

by

Twiztid


[Intro: Jamie Madrox, Monoxide]
Whassup, man?
What up?
Can you believe I went in this mothaf*cking place and this, this arrogant son of a b*tch behind the counter had the nerve to call me a f*cking superstar
Rock star
No, I, no, a superstar, a rock star none the less, but a superstar, yes, no, and, and what I don't understand is how the f*ck am I a superstar? How are you a superstar? We don't got a f*cking video on MTV
No!
I got one car! And it's got a flat tire and a f**king broken rear view mirror
I got two cars
You got two cars?
But still...
You might be a superstar
No
I seen you flying around the hood
No!
You might be a superstar
Never!
Ok, well look, so I don't understand that sh*t, basically that sh*t ain't sh*t to me, I ain't a mothaf*cking..
You might be a rock star. No, I ain't even a rock star
You could be a rock star. With a little bit of effort and a video. I can work you into some A&R. I can get you on the radio, you, my friend, can be a rock star
Nice
Warped Tour, baby

[Chorus]
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Don't let it go to your head
[Verse 1: Monoxide Child]
I'm rocking a phat ass mink, and some chipped sunglasses
So sweet and sticky they call me Lil' Molasses
Don't let it fool you though, I'm a neck slitter
Chest hair permed, all covered in glitter
I got b*tches falling out of my pockets at all times
Lying on me, spreading these rumors, to all kinds
Hating on me, leaving these people with false lines
b*tch, you must be out your goddamn mind
Understand I'm the mothaf*cking sh*t, b*tch
And you ain't got to say it, I can see it on your lips, please
Put my di*k on a hot dog bun and put that in your mouth
And keep my name off your tongue, hoe (BIATCH!)
Pink fun in that Twiztid thong
I got my homie in the car waiting all night long
I ain't sh*t (Yeah)
You can let the whole world know
The only way I gets some pus*y's if the b*tch is a hoe (Eat a di*k)

[Chorus]
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Don't let it go to your head
[Verse 2: Jamie Madrox]
Superstar with the boots and a big old di*k
Neck, chest, and di*k tip covered in lipstick
Rhinestone sunglasses
Nipples tells us about them tender young asses
And f*cking in a casket
We like ass with bounce to the ounce
All you lame hoes go and ask your friends
What I'm talking about
Light built, with dollor bills
Got a chauffer with a limo
I ain't never touch a steering wheel
Besides I'm to fine to drive
And after the show it's about getting high
Let's talk about you for a second
Then lets talk about me for an hour and a half
Oh yeah, here go that autograph you asking about
Don't forget to flash your titties on the way out
See, I'm a superstar, hell I'm on my own di*k
Even though I ain't sh*t
And everybody know it

[Chorus]
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Don't let it go to your head
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Everybody come on
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Superstar, you ain't sh*t
Don't let it go to your head
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