"Whassup, man?" "What up?" "Can you believe I went in this 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 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 seen you flying the hood" "No!" "You be a superstar" "Never!" "Ok, well look, so I don't understand that shit, basically that shit ain't 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 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 shit Superstar, you shit (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 your
(Monoxide Child) I'm rocking a phat ass mink, and chipped sunglasses So sweet and sticky call me Lil' Molasses Don't let it fool you though, I'm a neck Chest hair permed, all in glitter I got bitches falling out of my at all times Lying on me, spreading rumors, to all kinds Hating on me, leaving these people false lines Bitch, you must be out goddamn mind I'm the mothafucking shit, bitch And you ain't got to say it, I can see it on your lips, Put my dick on a hot dog bun and put in your mouth And keep my name off tongue, hoe (BIATCH!) Pink fun in that thong I got my homie in the car all night long I ain't (Yeah) You can let the whole world The only way I gets pussy's if the bitch is a hoe (Eat a dick)
(Chorus) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't Everybody on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't (Say what?) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit come on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't let it go to your head
(Jamie Madrox) Superstar the boots and a big old dick Neck, chest, and dick tip in lipstick sunglasses Nipples tells us about them tender young And fucking in a We ass with bounce to the ounce All you lame hoes go and ask your what I'm about Light built, with dollor Got a chauffer with a I ain't never a steering wheel Besides I'm to to drive And after the show it's getting high Let's talk about you for a Then lets about me for an hour and a half Oh yeah, here go that you asking about Don't forget to flash your on the way out See, I'm a superstar, hell I'm on my own Even though I ain't And everybody it
(Chorus 2x) Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you ain't Everybody on Superstar, you ain't Superstar, you shit (Say what?) Superstar, you shit Superstar, you ain't Everybody on Superstar, you shit Superstar, you shit Don't let it go to head