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Supaspectacular!

Supaspectacular!

Brown skin nigga from Africa

I think you made a simply wonderful selection

Well, thank you

Sedative, nigga’s asleep

Wake up, nod your head to the beat

Cake up, deeper than just gained to the track

Laced up, now I’m takin' 'em back to the street

fake fucks me

No they ain’t got nuttin' on me

Yo, however you will want it is however you will get it

In a New York minute, 'cause my dudes all in it

The coup’s all tinted, but you all feel it

'Cause the dude’s authentic and my crew’s all winners

I stay hood to fresh all winter

But we still call our team the summer air

'Cause some are over here and some are over there

Yeah, you don’t really want to start no trouble here

Keep your lid shit like Tupperware, brother bear

I rumble with the pimp of the jungle

Civilized savages trash hotel rooms

Ask about us, and someone’ll tell you

Them boys ain’t never up to no good

We love them like cooked food

They keeps it so hood

Dapperest rappers around on the underground

You don’t want to go another round when they burn it down

Upstairs neighbors screamin' to turn it down

Got New York City fiendin' by word of mouth

Gorgeous Killer turned the world on its ear

All I really wanted was somebody to hear

That this nigga right here is an emcee

MVP squeeze off until the clip’s empty

Jump back like James Brown, somebody help me

I’m 'bout to show you how serious it really is

George Jefferson diddy bop on idiots

Sex in the city, grindin' with six pretty chicks

Supaspectacular, everybody move to the back

Of the room as my

You ain’t never seen me on the scene with the lamo

Same ol' underground rappers with the same flow

On stage screaming for everybody say, ho!

I just say no, got a little press

I’m supposed to be impressed, but I’m not

'Cause I’m hot, and I know I’m the best

I ask for collabo’s, try to charge me mad dough

I ain’t even mad though, ya’ll nigga’s assholes

Even if I had the cashflow, I ain’t spendin' it

On small time nigga’s who

Nah, homie I ain’t slow

How you going to charge me dough when we both same boat

You better be doin' it for love of the game

Or this brown skin nigga leave you doubled in pain