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supastition – wrong lyrics

[verse one]:
now if you tired of the lies and settling for fake sh-t, here
feast your eyes on the legend in the making, yeah
all the praise you receive, i’ll edit it
so that you get less respect than child predators
go on, place all your bets, here to make more than threats
magazine’s say i’m the best thing around since
(sliced bread and oral s-x)
no bro’s better than, supast-tion, you can print that in bold lettering
got a mindset like a young sprewell boy
but always shoot for the best like gun retail stores
i didn’t come here to lolligag around, i came to conquer
every avenue and block from watts to yonkers
a monster, forever ready
i change your status from ‘up and coming’ to ‘dead and buried’
yes, it’s the legendary
5’8″ giant all the way from the cac’
tell the world, supast-tion/m-phazes, we back
c’mon

[hook]:
they said i would never be on top for long
and i would be gone forever but boy were they wrong
see, i don’t believe in losin’
i keeps it movin’
i’m determined to prove ’em wrong
they said i would never be on top for long
and i would be gone forever but boy were they wrong
see, i don’t believe in losin’
i keeps it movin’
i’m determined to prove ’em (wrong)

[verse two]:
hip hop never seemed so sick
until i let my mind spray like blood in a tarantino fl!ck
ironically from dusk til dawn i murder blood suckers
and i’m raising the stakes and the bars muf’f-ckers
won’t switch up or change, this is how i distribute my pain
to every ear within listening range
because my fans and my followin’ know that i spit jewels from the mouth
like i just sucker punched paul wall and ’em
i ain’t d-gg-n’ the compet-tion, but anyone compared to supast-tion
is just for the sake of argument
i’m bobbin’ and weavin’ over the beat
like the national anthem, i bring crowds to their feet
i’m the best till i die, understood?
and i’m gon’ be ’round forever, so far so good
on some straight up sk!lls sh-t, i can’t be seen
so you better off rappin’ ’bout your car and your hood n-gga

[bridge]:
supast-tion gotta prove ’em wrong
m-phazes came back to prove ’em wrong
we don’t believe in losin’
let’s keep it movin’
let’s prove ’em wrong

[verse three]:
they said i shouldn’t waste my breath, just quit rappin’
i stood up in the face of death and i b-tch slapped it
been actively practicing crafting and sparing
tryin’ to gain a few thousand fans every time a bar ends
the sargent of my squadron at the call of duty
regardless i’m grimy as a 90’s horror movie
but there’s no wes craven special effects
just some zombies who sleep walk around with no respect
price tags on your neck, ‘for sale’ signs on your shoulders
put you on display, let ’em ask, “how much does he go for?”
so on and so forth, i tend to shy away from the public eye
cause this rap sh-t is an illusion
with no distribution, no money so they slumbered
but the fans treat me like i’m doin’ coldplay numbers
so i’mma sign off but it won’t be for long
and if you think supa feel off, you’re dead wrong

- supastition lyrics

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