You Get Mad at Napster
Princess Superstar Lyrics


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Please don't mess with me I'll spit you out like you were Sunny D
Did you really think you could be mean baby? Listen this next part is key,
You play a lot of Nintendo, smoke Endo
As far as men go, when ya gonna hit a crescendo and throw Super Mario and Atari out the window?
Now, we have something in common-You're lactose intolerant I'm wack host intolerant
Stop talkin about smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted
I might have left lyrical holes in your mind
You'll fill it later with Cable or Hot 97 or Taco-Bell-n applyin, you want to play? Fine
Play-doh, roll you through a machine until you come out in little strings
I'm obscene I really could eat like 5 Krispy Kremes
Like when they're hot-Like all my tracks are hot
I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm hot-Like all my tracks are
hot
Stop going on AOL chat to try to find friends, yeah everyone likes you because you said you
were tall, slim and
Liked Dre over Ren, Cage over Em, Rage over them, Bahamadia over Lil' Kim
I had no idea you been down with hip-hop since you were ten
You were out ya playpen rubbin Barbie all over Ken and marveling over your carving
Of Led Zeppelin in your desk in ya den
I'm hittin mad skins you got bad skin get rad skins for your MP3 player kid I'm a Real Player!
Hard like Slayer while you a dater with Darth Vader I'm famous-later-
I hang with both Ralph Nader and Roc Raida, OK?
I swear I'm super you play boring Solitaire on your computer combed over hair
Wear a boober shirt work at Hooters in your underwear look like Mr. Hooper I don't care
I was nice to you originally what I'm doin is gonna ruin you like Druid ruins hear the crowd
booin naturally
Actually this is a big 'ol waste of my time
I would rather be home playing with my parakeets than making up this stupid rhyme
I mean, I am a sensitive Pisces and I wouldn't want to make you start cryin-Yeah start cryin
You get mad at Napster when nobody's even heard of you
I did a search on your name and came up with 1 result-
It was your computer, you're a loser
Lame, your screen name pseudo hip-hop sounding lingo mixed up lowercase/capital letters
What you think this is Bingo? I got singles out already
People know my name in discerning circles from New York to LA
While you earn Colonels jerk pay spurt on dirty curtains in a big shirt singin Hip Hop Hooray
You're idle I'm an idol you're not entitled I got a title
Nobody trades your file chill child when I said I liked you I was just tired
Go occupy yourself for a while you're lost whatever just frick off, vile in denial just step off
Why you think I get deals from record labels you get deals from drug dealers
Unappealing insincere won't eat Happy Meals you spill bong water like tears filled with lost
fear
Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little beard looks so weird in the mirror man
Guitar noodlin and patchouli let me teach you Ital-go Fongule
When I was in high school I'd a thought you were so fuckin cool
Anyway as I was saying before my screen name is much better than yours, its' -----
What you think I would tell you so you can Instant Messenger me all day?
I don't think so I am very important and right now I am eating lunch
Go get signed to Ruffhouse go away, bid on Ebay for a stuffed Mickey Mouse in a mug,
A sticky handcuffed pic of buff Courtney Love, one of Prince's aborted doves, a Jackson glove,




A blow up Peter Max pillow of Love, a diamond rug, or somethin worth more than all that stuff:
A cup that Princess Superstar once drank out of

Overall Meaning

In "You Get Mad at Napster," Princess Superstar takes aim at a certain type of person she encounters online. She makes quick work of tearing them down, using a combination of insults and jabs at their various interests and personality traits. The song is dripping with sarcasm and dripping with disdain for this type of person. From making fun of their supposedly anti-social tendencies ("Stop talkin about smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted") to questioning their taste in music ("when ya gonna hit a crescendo and throw Super Mario and Atari out the window?"), Princess Superstar doesn't hold back.


One of the most interesting things about "You Get Mad at Napster" is how it came about. The song was written in response to a message board thread on the now-defunct online community site, The Spot. Princess Superstar had a falling out with someone on the board, and decided to channel her anger into writing the track. It's a great example of how musicians can turn adversity into art.


Line by Line Meaning

Please don't mess with me I'll spit you out like you were Sunny D
Don't try to start trouble with me or I'll handle it quickly and easily.


Did you really think you could be mean baby? Listen this next part is key,
You thought you were being tough but there's something you need to understand:


You play a lot of Nintendo, smoke Endo
You spend a lot of time playing video games and smoking weed.


As far as men go, when ya gonna hit a crescendo and throw Super Mario and Atari out the window?
When are you going to grow up and stop playing video games?


Now, we have something in common-You're lactose intolerant I'm wack host intolerant
We both have things we can't tolerate, you can't handle dairy and I can't handle bad hosts or rappers.


Stop talkin about smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted
Stop talking about violence and negative things, you're in college and should be more mature. I accept your apology.


I might have left lyrical holes in your mind
My lyrics may have confused you or made you feel inferior.


You'll fill it later with Cable or Hot 97 or Taco-Bell-n applyin, you want to play? Fine
You'll try to compensate for your confusion by engaging with mainstream media or junk food. If you want to keep up with me, that's okay.


Play-doh, roll you through a machine until you come out in little strings
I'll mold and shape you into whatever I want, until you're just a piece of string or an afterthought.


I'm obscene I really could eat like 5 Krispy Kremes
I'm unapologetically vulgar and love indulging in junk food.


Like when they're hot-Like all my tracks are hot
My tracks are all amazing and highly regarded.


Stop going on AOL chat to try to find friends, yeah everyone likes you because you said you were tall, slim and Liked Dre over Ren, Cage over Em, Rage over them, Bahamadia over Lil' Kim
Stop trying to make friends online by pretending to be someone you're not. Don't try to impress people with your music preferences.


I had no idea you been down with hip-hop since you were ten You were out ya playpen rubbin Barbie all over Ken and marveling over your carving Of Led Zeppelin in your desk in ya den
I didn't realize you've been into hip-hop since you were a child. Instead, you spent your time playing with Barbie and carving rock band names into your furniture.


I'm hittin mad skins you got bad skin get rad skins for your MP3 player kid I'm a Real Player!
I'm successful with women while you have bad skin. Improve your life by getting better music and media players, but I'm a 'Real Player' in every sense of the word.


Hard like Slayer while you a dater with Darth Vader I'm famous-later- I hang with both Ralph Nader and Roc Raida, OK?
I'm tough like a metal band while you date someone from a science fiction movie. I'm going to be famous later on and I hang out with both political activists and well-known DJs.


I swear I'm super you play boring Solitaire on your computer combed over hair Wear a boober shirt work at Hooters in your underwear look like Mr. Hooper I don't care
I'm confident in my abilities while you're just playing a boring card game by yourself. You dress inappropriately and look like an outdated character from a television show.


I was nice to you originally what I'm doin is gonna ruin you like Druid ruins hear the crowd booin naturally
I was friendly at first but now you've provoked me into causing your downfall, as much as a Druid can displease an audience.


Actually this is a big 'ol waste of my time
This is actually a huge waste of my time and energy.


I would rather be home playing with my parakeets than making up this stupid rhyme I mean, I am a sensitive Pisces and I wouldn't want to make you start cryin-Yeah start cryin
I'd rather be home with my birds than dealing with this nonsense. I'm a sensitive person and I don't want to hurt your feelings, but I'm not afraid to do so either.


You get mad at Napster when nobody's even heard of you I did a search on your name and came up with 1 result- It was your computer, you're a loser
You get angry at Napster for stealing your music, but no one even knows who you are. I searched for you online and could only find information about your computer, so you're definitely a loser.


Lame, your screen name pseudo hip-hop sounding lingo mixed up lowercase/capital letters What you think this is Bingo? I got singles out already
Your screen name is uncool and unintelligible, with random capitalization and lower case letters. You seem like you think this is some kind of game, but I'm already a successful artist.


People know my name in discerning circles from New York to LA While you earn Colonels jerk pay spurt on dirty curtains in a big shirt singin Hip Hop Hooray
I'm well known in the top circles on both coasts, while you work a low paying job and are confined to a small space, singing outdated songs while wearing oversized clothing.


You're idle I'm an idol you're not entitled I got a title Nobody trades your file chill child when I said I liked you I was just tired
You're just wasting time while I'm a respected and admired figure. You're not entitled to anything like I am. No one wants your music, so just calm down. When I said I liked you before, I was just being polite.


Go occupy yourself for a while you're lost whatever just frick off, vile in denial just step off
Go do something else, you're clearly not sure what you're doing. Get lost and leave me alone. You're not facing reality and you need to move on.


Why you think I get deals from record labels you get deals from drug dealers Unappealing insincere won't eat Happy Meals you spill bong water like tears filled with lost fear Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little beard looks so weird in the mirror man Guitar noodlin and patchouli let me teach you Ital-go Fongule
I get deals from reputable record labels while you deal with shady figures. You're unattractive, insincere, and won't even eat fast food. You're emotional and use drugs to escape reality. Focus on your appearance more and stop playing guitar and using hippie products. Let me teach you a new, Italian phrase.


When I was in high school I'd a thought you were so fuckin cool
At one point in my life, I would have been very impressed by you.


Anyway as I was saying before my screen name is much better than yours, its' ----- What you think I would tell you so you can Instant Messenger me all day?
As I was saying earlier, my screen name is superior to yours. Do you really think I would tell you what it is so you can bother me online all the time?


I don't think so I am very important and right now I am eating lunch
I don't think so, I'm too important to tell you my screen name and I'm busy eating right now.


Go get signed to Ruffhouse go away, bid on Ebay for a stuffed Mickey Mouse in a mug, A sticky handcuffed pic of buff Courtney Love, one of Prince's aborted doves, a Jackson glove, A blow up Peter Max pillow of Love, a diamond rug, or somethin worth more than all that stuff: A cup that Princess Superstar once drank out of
Go find some other record label to sign with, and go away. Instead of pestering me, go bid on some meaningless items online. But the thing that's worth more than all of it, is a cup that I once used.




Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: CONCETTA KIRSCHNER, PHILLIPP PALM

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