Luyện nghe bài hát Superstar

"Whassup, man?"
"What up?"
"Can you believe I went in 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 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 rear view mirror"
"I got two cars"
"You got two cars?"
"But still..."
"You be a superstar"
"No"
"I seen you around the hood"
"No!"
"You be a superstar"
"Never!"
"Ok, well look, so I don't understand shit, basically that shit ain't shit to me, I ain't a mothafucking.."
"You be a rock star. Ya know, maybe a rock star"
"You could be a rock star. With a 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
Superstar, you ain't
Everybody on
Superstar, you ain't
Superstar, you shit (Say what?)
Superstar, you shit
Superstar, you shit
Everybody on
Superstar, you ain't
Superstar, you shit
let it go to your head

(Monoxide Child)
I'm rocking a phat ass mink, and some sunglasses
So sweet and sticky they call me Molasses
Don't let it you though, I'm a neck slitter
Chest permed, all covered in glitter
I got bitches falling out of my at all times
Lying on me, spreading rumors, to all kinds
on me, leaving these people with false lines
Bitch, you must be out your goddamn
Understand I'm the mothafucking shit,
And you got to say it, I can see it on your lips, please
Put my on a hot dog bun and put that in your mouth
And my name off your tongue, hoe (BIATCH!)
Pink fun in that Twiztid
I got my in the car waiting all night long
I ain't (Yeah)
You can let the whole know
The only way I gets pussy's if the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick)

(Chorus)
Superstar, you ain't
Superstar, you shit
come on
Superstar, you shit
Superstar, you shit (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't
Superstar, you ain't
Everybody on
Superstar, you shit
Superstar, you ain't
let it go to your head

(Jamie Madrox)
Superstar with the boots and a big old
Neck, chest, and dick tip covered in
Rhinestone
Nipples tells us about them tender asses
And in a casket
We ass with bounce to the ounce
All you hoes go and ask your friends
I'm talking about
Light built, with bills
Got a chauffer with a
I never touch a steering wheel
Besides I'm to to drive
And after the it's about getting high
talk about you for a second
Then lets talk about me for an and a half
Oh yeah, here go that you asking about
Don't forget to your titties on the way out
See, I'm a superstar, hell I'm on my own
Even I ain't shit
And everybody it

(Chorus 2x)
Superstar, you ain't
Superstar, you shit
Everybody on
Superstar, you shit
Superstar, you ain't (Say what?)
Superstar, you ain't
Superstar, you ain't
come on
Superstar, you shit
Superstar, you ain't
Don't let it go to head