Whoops, I just made another wal-mart anthem (anthem, anthem...) Still the opposite of tall, dark, handsome I got junk like a thumbtack Abs like a one pack Couldn't run one lap Hoes, my hobbies include knitting Mittens, but that's only when I'm not snitching These other MC's feel bad because I just discovered that my brother is my real dad The zaniest freak who rocks rhymes Because I, simultaneously sip box wine And I'm, nothing but a top notch slob Mooching off my baby's mother and a drop top Saab I'm awesome (awesome, awesome, awesome....) (the-the sw-swa-swa-swa-swagger of a cripple) Remix... This is a remix
[Hook #1: Spose]
Brotherfucker, I'm awesome No you're not dude, don't lie I'm awesome I'm driving 'round in my mom's ride I'm awesome A quarter of my life gone by And I met all your mothers online Motherfucker, I'm awesome I will run away from a brawl I'm awesome There's no voicemail, nobody called I'm awesome Now I got Kansas City involved
[Verse 1: Mac Lethal]
(Oh yeah, uh, check it out yo) I'm awesome Sitting home alone full of toxins 30 years old, looking like Macaulay Culkin I use drugs just to hang with crazy actresses But this ain't even cocaine It's fucking baby laxative Protest in public Squirting out my dick putty My goddamn girlfriend looks like KiD CuDi Buddy, I'mma tear them apart My friends are trendy assholes wearing arabic scarves (Oh you fancy, huh?) Nope, I'm just awesome Beginner level, Street Fighter 4, using Dahlsim I make more money selling oxy than I could performin' I'm masturbating while I'm reading through the book of Mormon At my grandmother's funeral drunk But it won't start until I get her body out of the trunk My name is Mac Lethal, my style is explosive Here, have a blunt My little sister rolled it
[Hook #2: Mac Lethal]
She's awesome We make it rain, and we give it I'm awesome Done with your girl in 3 minutes I'm awesome Laying on the couch takes work I'd beat Nikki Minaj at weed Tennis Motherfucker, I'm awesome Never run away from the cops I'm awesome Every single day smoking crops I'm awesome North Korea, you're fucking up I'm snacking on a push-up pop Motherfucker I'm awesome (awesome, awesome, awesome...)
[Verse 2: Spose]
(How you living Spizzy Spose?) Oh where should I begin? Nissan whip, four cylinder engine (vroom vroom) All my clothes got Jnco emblems and Ah-he-heh-hem, all my friends are pretend (lame) Juggalos, I blend in with them Sip wine coolers, watching Nickelodeon Look, I'm no Don Juan with the blonde babes Because my belly's getting bulbous, my chest is concave Chicks in Maine get migraines when my song plays French chicks tell me "No parle Anglais" (excuse me) I'm at your kid's first birthday Gin bombay, interrupting that shit Like I'm Kanye (Yo I'mma let you finish) I'm in a house full of cats (rawr) McDonald's snack wraps in the trash out back I'm awesome, I'm getting shunned by the bloggers While I'm sitting in a kiddie pool reading Harry Potter I'm not lying, dude Ask my neighbors Taco Bell what I bought with the paper And I don't even start shit with the haters I weigh about the same as a fat third grader (sup girl) And 2010's been strange, wierd Unemployed, signed in the same year My pajama pants got reindeer While I'm up at Applebee's drinking sangria
[Hook #3: Spose]
I'm awesome My stomach hurts because I can't burp I'm awesome Fred Durst just wrote my last verse I'm awesome I'm puking up yogurt because I think I look fat in this shirt Motherfucker, I'm awesome Whip exterior wood grain I'm awesome I just watched a softball game I'm awesome I'm the least famous person with fame On stage with my clothes all stained Motherfucker I'm awesome