| Yo yo yo
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| Miraculously the blacklist could not rid me
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| Sissy pigs frisk me, it’s me
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| Everybody in the club tipsy
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| Fuck that, bring hip hop back to New York city
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| Get busy with the white grizzly, wiggy wiggy wiggy
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| Blowtorch leave ya ass crispy — hidden delivery
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| No tricking me with evil and trickery, history, misery
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| Mystery like Agatha Christie
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| My enemies wanna physically cripple me, bitch strictly
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| Specifically wordplay, Slick Ricky, I’m slicker than Slick Ricky
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| I’m the top notch, the elite, we meet, me defeat
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| Me be beat, repeat in this street life is cheap
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| Baa baa black sheep, no shoes, dirt black feet, pack heat
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| Track meet run from cops, ghetto athlete
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| I’m back that deep, you lack lyrical heat
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| I’m supa (supa, supa)
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| I’m supa (supa, supa)
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| I’m supa (supa, supa)
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| I’m supa (supa, supa)
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| I used to sneak in windows and steal Nintendos
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| Pimp hoes, white mandingos, I wear black, I don’t wear pink clothes
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| Suffolk county anything goes
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| Why you trying to copy my shit like Kinkos?
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| I drop brickloads, sick flows, I done did those
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| Hit hoes, ripped shows, quotables kicked those
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| All the criminal shit and the sinning
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| They wanna know do I have a religion
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| Is there a god, do I believe in him?
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| Oh yes, how the fuck else could I be so blessed?
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| God put me on this earth to be one of the best (of all time)
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| And don’t question it, it’s a definite
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| The all time best in it, kept in it, repping it
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| The last one left in it
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| I’m A plus, you get a F in it
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| Negative, pessimist, effortless
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| Caucasoid, leprosy, lepedist, method in repping this
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| Fresher, so fresh in this, catching the specialist
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| I’m ol' D, special K, treacherous, I’m supaaa
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| I gets papers in small amounts
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| Ooga booga bounce
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| Small fry born 4 pounds 8 ounce
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| I like to drink, milk, it helps me grow
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| And think like a champ
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| Suckers I vamp
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| I, I don’t care, I’m ugly as shit bitch
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| Stop and stare, American nightmare
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| I’m super duper, I’m the newschool
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| Of the oldschool school
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| Voice is smoother than Luther
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| Don’t let the ugly grill piece fool ya
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| I’m Kostya Tszyu, you Zab Judah
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| Two rounds through ya forget the past, I’m the future
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| Crowd mover, I’m super duper duper
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| Supa supa supa |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Supa , by - R.A. The Rugged Man. Song from the album Legendary Classics, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп