Spose - I'm Awesome lyrics
Awesome, Awesome, Awesome, Awesome I don't necessarily have to be here for this I'm gonna keep the headphones though 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 my friends online I'm awesome I will run away from a brawl I'm awesome There's no voice mail nobody called I'm awesome I can't afford to buy eight balls And I talk to myself on my Facebook wall You know my pants sag low(low) Even though(though) that went out of style like Ten years ago(go) Spose... I got the swagger of a cripple I got little biceps, getting fatter in the middle And lyrically I'm not the best Physically the opposite of Randy Moss and yet so preposterous Feel the awesomeness the most obnoxious guest up at the sausage fest Oh yes The girls are repulsed so I hide in my hood like I'm joining a cult Uh huh I'm as nervous as my cattle dirty Curtis All my writtens are bitten and all my verses are purchased Me, I'll never date an actress Got too many back zits Plus my whole home aroma is cat piss Every show I do is poorly promoted and if you like this It's cause my little sister wrote it 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 my friends online I'm awesome I will run away from a brawl I'm awesome There's no voice mail nobody called I'm awesome I can't afford to buy eight balls And I talk to myself on my Facebook wall I'm awesome *The swagger of a cripple* Check it out I'm from Maine and I don't hunt -nope- and I can't ski Smoke weed but I can't roll blunts Might be wit with my wifey my necks not icy Eatin' at Mcdonalds because subways pricey Uh and my unibrow plucked Just asked my mom if I could borrow ten bucks She's like for what Blunt wraps and some Heinekens You skinny Go get a gym membership and vitamins I'm like mom please don't blame it on me i got my bad habits from You, dad, and aunt Steve My attitudes sour but my futon's sweet and the hair on my a** it is Jumanji Suit's untailored ringtone Taylor Swift Can't tweet upon my twitter cause i haven't done sh** Bank account red Body ungroomed The only good thing about me is I'm off stage soon I'm awesome No you're not dude, don't lie I'm awesome I'm driving round in my moms ride I'm awesome A quarter of my life gone by And I met all my friends online I'm awesome I will run away from a brawl I'm awesome There's no voice mail nobody called I'm awesome I can't afford to buy eight balls And I talk to myself on my Facebook wall I'm awesome Further more I'm cornier than ethanol Cheesier than provolone I spent ages eight to ten living in a motor home With a ego the size of Tim Duncan Even though I got sh** for brains like a blumpkin I'm twenty four serving lobster rolls Because I spent a decade filling optimous and I'm not even the bomb In Maine On my game I'm only about as s**y as John McCain Now put your hands up if you have nightmares If you wouldn't man up if there was a fight here If you got dandruff If you drink light beer I'm out of breath But I'm awesome No, you're not dude, don't lie I'm awesome I'm driving round in my moms ride I'm awesome A quarter of my life gone by And I met all my friends online I'm awesome I will run away from a brawl I'm awesome There's no voice mail nobody called I'm awesome I can't afford to buy eight balls And I talk to myself on my Facebook wall I'm awesome