| Jus Allah is black god, runaway slave with back scars
|
| Devil won’t let me in the cave, I’m blackballed
|
| Niggas ain’t fuckin' with the scientist, at all
|
| For every five divine, there’s 95 slackjaws
|
| I fuck dimes, but I fucked a couple wack jawns
|
| Pussy something that a nigga just act on
|
| I can’t help it, it’s magnetic attraction
|
| I can’t melt in the sun, unless it’s passed on
|
| I’m the last born, the fucking end all
|
| Marine tiltin' the machine like pinball
|
| My niggas fiend for the green like a menthol
|
| When the fiend doesn’t have a reed and some tin foil
|
| We earn our stripes, turn out dikes
|
| Smoke out just like rubber when it burn off bikes
|
| The anomaly, niggas need to turn off mics
|
| More ideology than you could learn off Christ
|
| Set ya motherfuckin' mind, I’m the best you can find
|
| It’s like lightning, striking consecutive times
|
| Allah gave me extra shine, extra divine
|
| The finest flesh mankind’s ever designed
|
| You ugly motherfuckers got a reason to be leaving now
|
| Soap season on the heathens in the region now
|
| We forever foes, beef will never close
|
| Til you laying in a pose in your dress clothes
|
| Supreme, we shall reign supreme
|
| We shall reign supreme
|
| We shall reign supreme
|
| We shall reign supreme
|
| We the motherfuckin' supremes, but not the African queens
|
| It’s like, having a dream in red, black & green
|
| Jus Allah is no trick, my magic is seen
|
| You got devils, but then you got immaculate beings
|
| The rap kings, y’all can’t rap, what the fuck’s that?
|
| Motherfuckers sound gay like love shacks
|
| Bitches I fuck, give me head and lick the nut sack
|
| And when I don’t give a fuck, I never have the glove strapped
|
| You against me, niggas is pygmy
|
| Make you fucking slaves like Fonzworth Bentley
|
| You fucking fags, I rhyme like I’m in another class
|
| You sound strange like questions undercovers ask
|
| You just a joke, you nowhere near close
|
| Motherfuckers seem real weird like queer folks
|
| You got rings in the wrong fuckin' earlobes
|
| Hope God shows mercy on your mere soul
|
| One mention of Allah and the tears roll
|
| Fear grows and the motherfuckin' sphere slows
|
| One rhyme from divine, and the mind snaps
|
| Sky cracks, there’s a motherfuckin' time lapse |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Supreme , by - Jus Allah. Song from the album The Best of Jus Allah, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп