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supastition - eardrum lyrics

scratch hook:  while i kick facts, react on funky tracks 
this here is something stupid for the eardrums 
this is rap, for real  wanna hear something slick, son? then here it comes
you know this my type of vibe. that supa sh-t! croup! let’s rock…

verse one:
it seems like my essence is fluorescent, my messages shine in the dark
and my perspective, professors define this as art
no weapons or records ’bout how my nine and my semi spark
no techs in my dresser, just lectures from john henry clarke
to keep my mental sharp for serpents that i cross
quick to push a weak disc jockey right off his high horse
i’m spilling my feelings, real, it’s nothing acrylic
there ain’t a liquor facility that can bottle up my thoughts
get 5 stars for my stage presence
it’s on caliber with the great legends, swinging the excalibur to slay peasants
murder any track from metallica to break records
hang all my challengers by their fake necklace
you write crime novels, i speak life and recite verses that mind boggle
listeners respond “bravo!”
brothers and sisters all over the world love to listen
you barely noticed by the people in your subdivision

scratch hook:  while i kick facts, react on funky tracks this here is something stupid for the eardrums this is rap, for real wanna hear something slick, son? then here it comes

verse two:
i’m a savage or beast when attacking the average beat
like louis jazz scatting, my patterns are rather unique
this for the urban avenues and the streets, n-gg-s with att-tudes
this music ain’t compatible for malibu beach
i’m derrick rose, your generic flows are more like gerald henderson
i’m solo so it’s me against the f-cking world scrimmaging
no censoring, my supporters respect thorough penmanship
you venturing into singing, hoping that girls are into it
you weak dudes easy to see through as cheap jewels
a bunch of punching in vocals, heavy edits, and eq’s
i mistreat fools who try to sell me a beat used
i kick your face in ‘til my feet’s like iron sheik shoes
i refuse to be cool and cordial with posers
these corporate vultures would pimp their daughters for exposure
i’m willing to sacrifice a million to have my rights
powered by my hunger, your thoughts dictate your appet-te
my audio recordings haunt ‘em, leave ‘em sort of shook
lyrically, i’m the iron chef, the rest are short order cooks
this is gourmet seasoned fric-ssee sautéed
i’m the reason why your time at the top was a short stay
the rawest dude in the place, who can debate?
you nightcrawler n-gg-s talk until your blue in the face
i’m one of north carolina’s indisputable greats
worldwide reputed, making my best music to date
you d-mn straight

scratch hook:  while i kick facts, react on funky tracks . this here is something stupid for the eardrums.  this is rap, for real wanna hear something slick, son? then here it comes

- supastition lyrics

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