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regi angelou - supa stupid hard lyrics

(super stupid hard, stupid hard, superstupid hard) 3x

when i get through with your crew you’ll be saying my whole name
regina’s on a rampage,she bodied the whole gang
cause all y’all do is run, i nola like tulane
so gracefully bow down and join my campaign
trash talk intimidate the ops a bit
ya acting tough but it was you that called the cops and sh-t
i swear these rappers gourmet, rappers lobster bisque
i think i’ll call em ai, all these shots they missing
why they sneaking and dissin
wit no pots p-ssin
every line is like a bullet, gimme cheese, i’ll swissem
want beef? come get some
i got cakes, and den some
regi every kinda lit, nick name me prism
or chisholm
rap game ain’t safe for a spitta
cuz they find biggest dummy, start designating hitters
wiping out a generation wit no triggas
got you mumble rappers marketing heroine to yo n-ggas – whuhh?

regi, how you do it girl- oh my god
it’s like she put you on this earth no flaws
if they say you not the best then light them draws
cuz i ride these beats and my bars go hard

(super stupid hard, stupid hard, superstupid hard)

maybe i should smack the whack off hip hop
present the overwhelming facts to hip hop
shrink its ego down to size, compact hip hop
put that bullsh-t on pause, get back to hip hop

i ain’t no beginner hear some fast facts
flipped my education now my money move like nasdaq
writing legislation told the politicians p-ss that
smokin legislation told the politicians past that

told yo n-gga fall back
stacked, thick, sweet- im like some flapjacks
my skin, bends, pen- smoother than cognac
my bars, my art, my heart- colder than ice packs
attack like tet-n-s, stiffness and seizures, i make your bones crack

regi girl, you so avant-garde
you spitting straight flames and all these chicks charred
who knew we had a g*nius in our own backyard
cuz i ride these beats and my bars go hard

(super stupid hard, stupid hard, superstupid hard)

natted knew i was gone smash the beat
my resume’s a receipt
hiding this treasure like im uncle pete
how she so fire, the mic overheat?
call me big meech
regi gon get in yo -ss like a bicycle seat
call me buckwheat
my mouf is sl!cker than silk sheets
regi deeper than a think piece
came out swinging, bite like a tyson fight
ran up in ih b-tch and i ain’t need no invite
spitting live action making scenes i’m like a playwright
i’m not falling off so tell your favorite rapper “write write”
my talent scary, they gon need to get a night light
my flow wet, and water tight
my booth is a slaughter sight
if you wanna feature, get yo nickels, dimes, and quarters right
ain’t no ig beefing, you can get that brick and mortar fight

(i said)

ain’t no ig beefing, you can get that brick and mortar fight

- regi angelou lyrics

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