Spose - I'm Awesome lyrics

Awesome, awesome, awesome, awesome
I don't necessarily have to be here for this
Can I i'm gonna keep the headphones though

Motherfucker, I'm awesome!
No you're not, dude, don't lie i'm awesome!
I'm drivin' around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome! A quarter of my life gone by
And I met all my friends online
Motherfucker, 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
I'm as nervous as my cat, ol' Dirty Curtis
All my writtens are bitten and
All my verses are purchased
Me? I'll never date an actress
Got too many back zit's
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

Motherfucker, I'm awesome!
No, you're not, dude, don't lie i'm awesome!
I'm drivin' around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome! A quarter of my life gone by
And I met all my friends online
Motherfucker, I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl i'm awesome!
There's no voicemail, nobody called
I'm awesome!
I can't afford to buy eight balls
And I talk to myself on my Facebook wall

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
Find me whipped by my wifey my neck not icy
Eatin' at McDonald's because Subway's pricey
Ha, and my uni-brow is plucked
Just asked my mom if I could borrow ten bucks
She's like, "For what?
Blunt wraps and some Heinekens?
You skinny prick
Go get a gym membership and vitamins!"
I'm like, "Mom please, don't blame it on me
I got my bad habit's from you, Dad
And Aunt Steve"
My attitude's sour but my futon's sweet
And the hair on my ass, it is Jumanji
Suit un tailored, ringtone Taylor Swift
Can't tweet up on my Twitter
'Cause I haven't done shit
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 drivin' around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome! A quarter of my life gone by
And I met all my friends online
Motherfucker, I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl i'm awesome!
There's no voicemail, 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

Suit untailored, ringtone Taylor Swift

Furthermore I am cornier than Ethanol
Cheesier than Provolone
I spent ages eight to ten
Living in a motorhome
With a ego the size of Tim Duncan
Even though I got shit for
Brains like a blumpkin
I'm twenty-four, serving lobster rolls
Because I spent a decade filling Optimos
And I'm not even the bomb in Maine
On my game
I'm only about as sexy 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 outta breath

But I'm awesome!
No, you're not, dude don't lie i'm awesome!
I'm drivin' around in my mom's ride
I'm awesome! A quarter of my life gone by
And I met all my friends online
Motherfucker, I'm awesome!
I will run away from a brawl i'm awesome!
There's no voicemail, 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