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Ay, what up? This Supastition man |
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Y'all new *******s listen here man |
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I'm from North Carolina |
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I know Little Brother, I know the Justus League man |
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But y'all stop tryna give me these goddamn CDs man |
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Getting me to ask 9th for a beat |
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Telling me to ask 'Te for a hook |
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I got my own ************t ******* |
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Now I ain't scared of newcomers, my spot's solidified |
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And there's nothing to debate like whether 'Pac's still alive |
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I slap-box with your pride |
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I bury your respect in a coffin with all of your confidence locked inside |
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Rock any type of crowd in any town of my choice |
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And I get ************ off the strength and the sound of my voice |
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So just, turn up your monitors, fall to your knees, honor us |
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Cause LB and Supa ain't the *******s that you want it with |
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Don't spit for the fun of it, sell, if it makes money |
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I'ma run with it, this underground game could be punishment |
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The Carolinas running ************t, like it or love it |
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You know I'm ill but *******s too scared to say it in public |
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And I don't blame you, cause really I don't expect it from you |
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Whether you like it or not, you gotta respect my hustle |
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Do yourself a favor, run and grab a pen and pad, write down |
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Document it, Supa's that ******* as of right now, whoo! |
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[Khrysis] |
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Young Khrysis ******* |
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Tour of duty ************t, y'knahmsayin? |
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We don't have to talk, we on the bus |
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There ain't nobody ******* with us right now |
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Come on 'Te |
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[Phonte] |
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Uh, and up next to rhyme it's Phontigga |
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I figure it's time to exercise you wack *******s |
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Have 'em runnin for the exit sign, cause every time |
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I spit it's like I'm testifying to my J-League fam |
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I really think it's time for us to re-program |
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You promoters' way of thinking, for you to get us out |
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That's at least four grand, and I ain't tryna politic |
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Chill or hold hands, so dog, get on your toes |
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Like the repo man, get ready to love it |
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Best live show, no one above it |
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Dog, I seen less stay together just to add a little substance |
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But don't get it confused, it ain't ever Hall of Justus |
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*******s ain't crooners, *******s just soon to blow |
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I suggest you watch your tone of voice junior |
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LB and Supastition, when I move |
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My mission is to prove my diction is the livest ******* |
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Haha, you muh'******s killin me dog, be tryna call Dho |
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These promoter *******s tryna book us for shows |
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Fifteen hundred dollars, all in and a goddamn trip to Waffle House |
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*******, soft as my girl ass is |
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I ain't getting out the bed for fifteen hundred dollars ******* |
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Let's keep it goin yo, uh, tour of duty |
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[Supastition] |
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Now I done been around the world and rocked a few shows |
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Crashed a few cities and smashed a few hoes |
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Until these *******s respect me like they supposed |
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I'ma keep, keep rockin and that's the way it goes |
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[Phonte] |
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My ******* L.E.G. and Sean Boog, yeah they rollin out |
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And yo my ******* Chaundon, yeah he rollin out |
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And now my ******* Supastition, yeah he rollin out |
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And now the Rapper Big Pooh bout to hold it down |
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[Rapper Big Pooh] |
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Come on, aim fire, I inspire |
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To be the fastest driver in life's five hundred |
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*******s don't want it with Pooh, if they do |
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You can bring your whole crew and I'll give it to 'em too |
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From the brim of my hat to the sole of my shoe |
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From my very first bar to the last when I'm through |
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I put in work my nig' |
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I know my moniker carries it but I'm tryna live big |
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Not Pun, not L, not B.I.G. |
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It's the Rapper Big Pooh down in history |
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Khrysis orchestrate like a symphony |
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Simply, I'm dude who you tryna be |
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I done been to the places that you dying to see |
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I done hit a few broads that you tryna gee |
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Now, I brought the team on the road with me |
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We open the market up, that's how it's sposed to be |
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Don't let your man be a victim of my poster B |
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Better turn his ass round like a rotary |
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I don't wanna toot my own horn |
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But them LB *******s got it going on |
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Word is Bond-Jovi, on tour so the whole world know me |
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You want... |
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Oh so you just gonna fade the beat out on me man? |
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Some of these muh'******* rappers need to fade the beat out |
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On they mother******* careers man, y'knahmsayin? |
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Cause them *******s suck man |
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And then they wanna cipher with me after the muh'******* shows and ************t man |
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A ******* tired man, my muh'******* voice hurt man |
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Y'knahmsayin? My voice hurtin right now man! |
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I just wanna get on the bus, I wanna go to sleep |
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I gotta go to the next city |
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My ************rt all sweaty and ************t, my back all sweaty |
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*******, I'm fat *******! |
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I'm two hundred and eighty mother******* pounds *******! |
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*******, I'm tired *******! I'm tired! |
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Goddamn tired *******! ************t! |
