Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Super Agent, artist - Public Enemy. Date of issue: 27.04.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Super Agent |
| Yea, haha |
| Oh, kick that shit G. Nuttin |
| Yea |
| Sold, black gold, one strong buck |
| To the Milwaukee Bucks, for a million bucks |
| Just get him off the streets so he don’t get bucked |
| Super agent to the rescue so he won’t get fucked |
| Uh. |
| Run nigga run to the auction block |
| But you can’t pledge alligence to the block |
| This buck here, is the right kinda stock |
| For sale for passin, the right kinda rock |
| Yo. |
| Auctioneer Stern, to massive fuck |
| Can a nigga go home to where he used to walk? |
| Come back, but super agent said, «You can’t talk» |
| I didn’t know basketball had a bauk |
| Uh the Buck runs laps, while they run craniums |
| Players be drainin em, owners be claimin em |
| Super agents fraimin em and then nicknamin em |
| Drainin they ass, to pack them stadiums |
| Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Super agent (What a hell of a man) |
| (Where you at?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Never flagrant (Big daddy moves) |
| (Where you at?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Super agent, (Backstabbin) super agent |
| (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Never flagrant (Watch yo back) |
| Let’s get it on! |
| The players ear word for word verbatum |
| Super agent got him locked. |
| Coaches be hatin him |
| Super agent wouldn’t even come in my hood |
| If I had no skills, was wackin' no good |
| Uh, in my neck of the woods the leagues concrete |
| One can only dream about wood, yea |
| Feel the grain and let the bills get paid |
| Pay respect to the projects |
| And the half court rejects |
| Scholarships, save that college shit |
| Then championships, don’t pay for the head trips |
| Can I get a chance if I dont sing or dance? |
| Right about romance? |
| Or wear short pants? |
| So I rave and rant, and you can’t say I can’t |
| Get my grants, cold chillin in a b-boy stance |
| Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Super agent (What a hell of a man) |
| (Where you at?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Never flagrant (Big daddy moves) |
| (Where you at?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Super agent, (Backstabbin) super agent |
| (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Never flagrant (Watch yo back) |
| Let’s get it on! |
| Fuck that trophy, find the loot then approach me |
| Land a milk and honey can I get a quickness to the money? |
| All witness, no cheers the four years I ain’t wit this |
| Hell wit the N-C-double A cause my super agent’s paid |
| With his dollars I could buy a fuckin' college |
| Mister Ra-ra campus isn’t keepin school bustas |
| Lookin who’s lovin' ya, going for the juggeler |
| They know they can’t contain me on the regular |
| Pimps pushes, the pocket book guzzeler |
| Would you pardon my father please, Mister Governer? |
| Thought he had it made, dreamin about a trade |
| Things we get, help but the roof on this bitch |
| Dark side of the room when he jumped the broom |
| Super agent got this player, nine figure wages |
| Back of sports pages, off ghetto stages |
| Shootin sleepin pills and runnin to the hills |
| Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Super agent (What a hell of a man) |
| (Where you at?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Never flagrant (Big daddy moves) |
| (Where you at?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Super agent, (Backstabbin') super agent |
| (Super agent, where are you now?) |
| Never flagrant (Watch yo back) |