[ Featuring Dat Boy Supa ]
1st Verse (Dat Boy Supa)
Back at it like a bad habit
Some would say I'm just a f*cking addict
Humping chicks that got crack habits
What can I say
I'm just a f*cking addict
Centerfolds top notch hoes all drop they clothes
When I'm in this bitch
Niggas know that I ain't no hoe
But they still want war
Ain't that some shit
I'm mos def with the mathematics
Lose they breath like an asthmatic
Should confess cause I'm half Catholic
Got to let that burn like Usher
Combustion I'm bustin off at the mouth
F*ck a discussion
I'm disgusting
I'll beat your ass for the south
Whoa shit that nigga cold (yeah)
Word has it these niggas faggots
Oh you got beef against me
Run play in traffic cause it gets tragic
If you ever go against me
Heat bringer hell raiser
Pin head skin head
Screaming out f*ck niggas
All ya'll niggas some f*ck niggas
If you want war then come f*ck with us
SupaSino we in this bitch
Killing this shit
Like a mortuary
Most you niggas is more than scary
With a pussy sweeter than a boysenberry
Boy I'm steady with a pen that's ready
To cock back and aim on any nigga that want it
Futuristic with a pen that's this slick
This is a wrist slit for any opponent
This component is a revelation
I'm the beast that come to end the world
Sino was the f*cking Genesis
He the one that told me steal your girl
So I did it no hesitation procrastination
I'm up in his bitch
You want a problem come on let's solve em
Let's get to the bottom
Or you can suck my dick
2nd Verse (Casino)
Never known how to act right,
Never known how to behave,
Who the f*ck is that nigga,
Sounds like the name of a f*cking slave,
Not me I'm a f*cking mage,
Work magic with a pen and page,
Gandalf's back and I'm here to save,
Fans of rap from this verbal plague, (You shall not pass)
L double O K,
That's what my foes say,
I walk with a limp like I'm Keyser Soze,
Ball and I'm cocky just like Kobe,
Stab yo' chick then I'm out like OJ,
Me obey,
No way Jose,
That'll be the day I play some croquet,
Stay stupid high like Friday's Smokey,
Ladies on FaceBook love to poke me,
Cause I work that middle,
Nipples get nibbled,
Stroke paradiddles,
In her pussy willows,
Till drool dribbles,
On her pillow,
Girl get up time to make them vittles, (Pancakes)
Then it's back to the cash,
Tell her goodbye with a smack on the ass,
Catch me at my shows in the back with a flask,
Whole bunch of groupies and a big bag of grass, (Smoking)
Gotta whole lotta swag,
Mojo like Mr. Powers had,
Smarter than an honor's grad,
Pimping in a shower cap,
I'm the shit I need a shower bad,
Keep a chick fit like an hour glass,
Drops cash off every hour fast,
Look at them heels leave tire tracks,
Hit my licks no witnesses,
Behind tint do my business,
Got two chains on when I'm spitting it,
Cause I'm riding round and I'm getting it,
Make them hits,
To make her strip,
Watch her take it off,
Two to beam up mothership,
Stanky rich I'm taking off
Fired up.....
Bridge - Spoken Word (Casino)
We will not allow the game to settle,
At this level of mediocrity,
Supa-Sino,
Pushing the game back where it ought to be,
With rhymes that will stimulate your thoughts on theology and philosophy,
No more monotony,
Breaking down the monopoly,
Of so called music that has devolved into a vacuous vapid void filled with cacophony,
There's no stop in We,
The left over fractions of the Hip-Hop equation that has brought forth prophecy,
Of us going Black,
To the Afro-Futuristic,
Let's Go (You can keep recording this part)
I said let's go,
Stand up let's go,
Get your hand up let's go,
Stand up let's go,
Get your hand up let's go,
Stand up let's go,
Get your hand up let's go,
Stand up let's go,
Get your hand up let's go, (You shall not pass)
Stand up let's go, (SupaSino we in this bitch)
Get your hand up let's go, (Killing this shit like a mortuary)
Stand up let's go,
Get your hand up let's go,
Stand up let's go,
Get your hand up let's go,
Stand up let's go, (SupaSino we in this bitch)
Get your hand up let's go, (Killing this shit like a mortuary)
