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"Whassup, man?" "What up?" "Can you believe I went in this mothafucking place and this, this arrogant son of a bitch behind the counter had the nerve to call me a fucking 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 fuck am I a superstar? How are you a superstar? We don't got a fucking video on MTV" "No!" "I got one car! And it's got a flat tire and a fucking 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 shit, basically that shit ain't shit to me, I ain't a mothafucking.." "You might be a rock star. Ya know, maybe 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 shit Superstar, you ain't shit Everybody come on SongtexteSuperstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Everybody come on Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Don't let it go to your head [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 bitches 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 Bitch, you must be out your goddamn mind Understand I'm the mothafucking shit, bitch And you ain't got to say it, I can see it on your lips, please Put my dick 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 shit (Yeah) You can let the whole world know The only way I gets some pussy's if the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick) [Chorus:] Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Everybody come on Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Everybody come on Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Don't let it go to your head [Jamie Madrox:] Superstar with the boots and a big old dick Neck, chest, and dick tip covered in lipstick Rhinestone sunglasses Nipples tells us about them tender young asses And fucking 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 dick Even though I ain't shit And everybody know it [Chorus: x2] Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Everybody come on Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Everybody come on Superstar, you ain't shit Superstar, you ain't shit Don't let it go to your head Aus Songtexte Mania