| Lyrics | Superstar |
| Like Tropicana, I got the juice/All for the reason to let the dogs loose | |
| Every babe's gonna want a piece of me/I stare into the mirror, I like the things I see | |
| Go check the scores again, come out a perfect 10/They broke the mold when they made me | |
| I awaken from a deep sleep/You're all weak/You're livin' in the agony of defeat | |
| All the judges you are guilty, all the bosses I will fire/All you bankers will have losses, politicans are all liars | |
| Deceived by my eyes, and all I was told I should see/Opinions not mine, the person they taught me to be | |
| A soldier and I stay under you fighting/'Cause I'm stormin' on you chumps like thunder and lightning | |
| You wear your sin like it's some kind of prize/Too many lies, too many lies, ohh | |
| This here is what you call domination/It's a combination of skill and concetration | |
| I've been defeated and brought down/Dropped to my knees when hope ran out | |
| | Lyrics | Superstar |
| Too much wastin' time ain't gonna waste no more | |
| Now don't you sell me no future, yeah/Don't you sell me your love | |
| I got you where I want you/Your clock's run out of time | |
| We come from the streets, I was raised in the gutter/I run up on your mother for that bread and butter | |
| It is in my hands, I must not fail/I must not fail | |
| I'm sick of all these people, talkin' out their heads/I never understood a damn thing that they said | |
| Mash up on the scene like brown crusaders/Blowin' up screens like space invaders | |
| I'm the mean in the mean, the nightmare dream/The root of all evil, the weak fear me, yeah | |
| Every time I feel the past/Always there but it can't last | |
| Get ready for something that you'll never know/Too late for running, it's time for the show | |
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