H.A.R.M.A.R.
Har Mar Superstar Lyrics

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar
The artist introduces himself as H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar
The artist reiterates his stage name

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar
The artist repeats his stage name for emphasis

Call me
The artist invites the listener to address him

What the weather like?
The artist inquires about the current weather conditions

Ball me
The artist requests to be contacted in the future

Turn it around
The artist suggests reversing a situation or taking a different approach

Tape your secrets down
The artist advises to keep one's secrets secure

My sex is tight
The artist boasts about his sexual prowess

Like my record sounds
The artist makes a comparison between his abilities in the bedroom and his music

Remember how we used to keep underground
The artist reflects on their past experiences being kept hidden

Now I’m at the circus with my dictaphone
The artist is currently in a strange or chaotic situation, and is taking notes

Takin’, notes baby how your body cream
The artist is observing and documenting intimate details of a sexual experience

How deep I need to push to hear you scream my name
The artist is focused on achieving sexual pleasure for both himself and his partner

My data’s all booted up your mainframe
The artist has become intimately familiar with his partner's body and desires

I need a little rub to keep my beats tame
The artist is suggesting that he needs sexual satisfaction to stay relaxed and focused

So we sing
The artist and his partner are engaging in sexual activity

2000 and 10 parties jam starts kickin’
The artist is describing a party in the year 2010 when the music starts to get more exciting

So I follow the flow and trail to the kitchen
The artist is going with the flow of the party and moving to the kitchen area

What’s this? Why these buggaz twitchin?
The artist is questioning the behavior of some partygoers

Don’t feed rails to the heads of a chicken
The artist suggests avoiding giving drugs to inexperienced users

Finger lickin’, tryin’ to call my bluff
The artist is being challenged or tested by someone at the party

So I had to throw the out by their scruffs
The artist kicks out the person who was testing him

H-A-R Mar ain't bein’ tough
The artist is asserting that he is not trying to seem tough, he's just being himself

So I ice a Jameson and chase with a bud
The artist orders specific alcoholic beverages

Your Dj friends are super fucking lame
The artist insults the DJs that the listener knows

Otherwise they’d be livin’ out the game
The artist suggests that the DJs are not successful because they are not focused or dedicated enough

Like me
The artist is promoting himself as a successful musician

I’ve seen them all waitering
The artist has observed the DJs working in low-paying jobs

I’ll take a hot sake and a chefs choice plate
The artist makes a specific order at a restaurant

Don’t hate and don’t forget my Nesso
The artist asks to not be hated or forgotten, and reminds the listener to remember something specific

I’ll have you cut from your job like Duriso
The artist threatens to have someone fired from their job like someone else named Duriso

You can play the saint mother Turisso
The artist suggests that the listener can act religious or saintly, like someone named Turisso

While I sip a Wanderers with your chica
The artist brags about enjoying a specific drink with someone else's girlfriend

And we’re out
The song is ending