| Supaspectacular! |
| Supaspectacular!
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| Brown skin nigga from Africa
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| I think you made a simply wonderful selection
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| Well, thank you
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| Sedative, nigga’s asleep
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| Wake up, nod your head to the beat
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| Cake up, deeper than just gained to the track
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| Laced up, now I’m takin' 'em back to the street
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| fake fucks me
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| No they ain’t got nuttin' on me
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| Yo, however you will want it is however you will get it
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| In a New York minute, 'cause my dudes all in it
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| The coup’s all tinted, but you all feel it
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| 'Cause the dude’s authentic and my crew’s all winners
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| I stay hood to fresh all winter
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| But we still call our team the summer air
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| 'Cause some are over here and some are over there
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| Yeah, you don’t really want to start no trouble here
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| Keep your lid shit like Tupperware, brother bear
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| I rumble with the pimp of the jungle
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| Civilized savages trash hotel rooms
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| Ask about us, and someone’ll tell you
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| Them boys ain’t never up to no good
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| We love them like cooked food
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| They keeps it so hood
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| Dapperest rappers around on the underground
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| You don’t want to go another round when they burn it down |
| Upstairs neighbors screamin' to turn it down
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| Got New York City fiendin' by word of mouth
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| Gorgeous Killer turned the world on its ear
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| All I really wanted was somebody to hear
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| That this nigga right here is an emcee
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| MVP squeeze off until the clip’s empty
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| Jump back like James Brown, somebody help me
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| I’m 'bout to show you how serious it really is
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| George Jefferson diddy bop on idiots
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| Sex in the city, grindin' with six pretty chicks
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| Supaspectacular, everybody move to the back
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| Of the room as my
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| You ain’t never seen me on the scene with the lamo
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| Same ol' underground rappers with the same flow
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| On stage screaming for everybody say, ho!
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| I just say no, got a little press
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| I’m supposed to be impressed, but I’m not
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| 'Cause I’m hot, and I know I’m the best
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| I ask for collabo’s, try to charge me mad dough
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| I ain’t even mad though, ya’ll nigga’s assholes
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| Even if I had the cashflow, I ain’t spendin' it
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| On small time nigga’s who
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| Nah, homie I ain’t slow
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| How you going to charge me dough when we both same boat
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| You better be doin' it for love of the game |
| Or this brown skin nigga leave you doubled in pain |