Luyện nghe bài hát Superstar

"Whassup, man?"
"What up?"
"Can you believe I went in this mothafucking 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 broken rear mirror"
"I got two cars"
"You got two cars?"
"But still..."
"You be a superstar"
"No"
"I you flying around the hood"
"No!"
"You be a superstar"
"Never!"
"Ok, look, so I don't understand that 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 little bit of effort and a video. I can work you into 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 ain't
Superstar, you shit
Everybody on
Superstar, you shit
Superstar, you shit
let it go to your head

(Monoxide Child)
I'm rocking a phat ass mink, and chipped sunglasses
So sweet and sticky they call me Molasses
Don't let it you though, I'm a neck slitter
Chest hair permed, all covered in
I got falling out of my pockets at all times
Lying on me, spreading rumors, to all kinds
Hating on me, leaving these with false lines
Bitch, you be out your goddamn mind
I'm the mothafucking shit, bitch
And you 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
And my name off your tongue, hoe (BIATCH!)
Pink fun in that Twiztid
I got my homie in the car all night long
I ain't (Yeah)
You can let the world know
The only way I gets pussy's if the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick)

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

(Jamie Madrox)
with the boots and a big old dick
Neck, chest, and dick tip covered in
sunglasses
Nipples tells us about tender young asses
And in a casket
We like ass bounce to the ounce
All you lame hoes go and ask your
what I'm about
built, with dollor bills
Got a chauffer a limo
I never touch a steering wheel
Besides I'm to fine to
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 autograph you about
Don't to flash your titties on the way out
See, I'm a superstar, I'm on my own dick
though 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 shit
Superstar, you shit
Everybody on
Superstar, you ain't
Superstar, you ain't
let it go to your head