"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 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 got a fucking video on MTV" "No!" "I got one car! And it's got a flat tire and a fucking broken view mirror" "I got two cars" "You got two cars?" "But still..." "You be a superstar" "No" "I seen you flying 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 might be a rock star. Ya know, 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 shit come on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't (Say what?) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't Everybody on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit Don't let it go to head
(Monoxide Child) I'm rocking a ass mink, and some chipped sunglasses So sweet and they call me Lil' Molasses let it fool you though, I'm a neck slitter Chest hair permed, all in glitter I got bitches falling out of my at all times on me, spreading these rumors, to all kinds Hating on me, these people with false lines Bitch, you must be out your mind Understand I'm the 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 mouth And keep my name off tongue, hoe (BIATCH!) fun in that Twiztid thong I got my homie in the car waiting all long I shit (Yeah) You can let the world know The only way I gets some if the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick)
(Chorus) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't come 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 Don't let it go to head
(Jamie Madrox) Superstar with the and a big old dick Neck, chest, and dick tip in lipstick Rhinestone Nipples tells us about tender young asses And fucking in a We like ass with bounce to the All you lame hoes go and ask your what I'm about Light built, with bills Got a chauffer with a I never touch a steering wheel Besides I'm to fine to And after the show it's about high Let's talk you for a second lets talk about me for an hour and a half Oh yeah, here go that autograph you about forget to flash your titties on the way out See, I'm a superstar, I'm on my own dick Even I ain't shit And know it
(Chorus 2x) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit come on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit (Say what?) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit Everybody on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit let it go to your head