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upchurch - supaa hott firee lyrics

[intro]
ha
church
m+th+ f+cka

[verse 1]
if music was a neighborhood they wouldn’t like my residence
hammer down the v+8, bumper through a wooden fence
hazzard and i’m duke’n in a circle with the checkered print
no caution flag, get the caution tape, i murder sh+t
feel froggy, then be kermit b+tch, throw oscar in the garbage bin
i’m a cookie monster, no countin’ sheep, i don’t sleep for sh+t
tell ’em catch the z’s, i’m just in it for the “w”
in that ss with your b+tch and the windows down, cuz
i’m b+b+b+bubba, mo+mother mo+motherf+ck a whole lane
froze, watch ’em all go wreck each othеr
i got four chains on like i’m suge knight sucka (i said move b+tch, gеt out the way)
only movin’ forward, tell ’em all move motherf+cker

[chorus]
beast mode, the underground sinkhole
treadin’ on the name leave you nameless like he gone
opponent, i don’t see none
everybody talkin’ levels, ask these rappers what they be on
f+ck a level, f+ck a level, planet xenon
stratosphere status, or i won’t even respond
spray ’em like some fleas then you won’t be in the lawn
bars motherf+cker, send my ass to the gulag
i’m super hot fire, yeah, i’ve been around that long
[verse 2]
ayy, ain’t no neck redder than the one on my motherf+ckin’ shoulders fam’
holler boy ’til the coffin, hb tatted on my hand
two middle fingers my gang sign, rollin’ stoned with a rebel edge
rockstar really do not give a f, cowboy with the two+step
rowdy like a two+stroke, tell a hater don’t forget
get ate by a sixteen while i’m thirty+two years old
when i’m sixty+four i’ll be a neuralink rap style download
most rappers big talk but their brain lookin’ micro
imagination station in my scope lookin’ micro
this is my zone, ceo, double blow
my iphone, salisbury on the mike though
my assh0l+ ain’t got no price+hole
and now we can’t kick it, got no thigh bone
i been runnin’ it, deserve a break, so give me brembo
roadrunner big motor roamin’ tennessee timezone
hip+hop evolvin’ every time i go and get stoned
which craft will i pick? gear shift hear a new tone
brainwave too strong, skull like a group home
different me’s all chillin’ fist fightin’ for the remote
they stick to a channel but they can mentally handle
enormous critical damage from fame, money and scandals
my heart held for a ransom so i ripped it out of my left rib
took a big bite out of my own death wish
if i’m mad to the max, i swing a axe, be wood b+tch
make fire stacks cedar, no (i’m a fire flame, fi+fire flame spitter) match because i’m in+in
fire flame spitter, royal in them royal sticks
ain’t no real redneck call an uber to the strip
and my flow goin’ forever i don’t ever waste lines
waist deep in muddy water up to my waist line
i put the bass, i mean bass in my pocket, hook line
snappin’ on the mudjug head, jug line
[chorus]
beast mode, the underground sinkhole
treadin’ on the name leave you nameless like he gone
opponent, i don’t see none
everybody talkin’ levels, ask these rappers what they be on
f+ck a level, f+ck a level, planet xenon
stratosphere status, or i won’t even respond
spray ’em like some fleas then you won’t be in the lawn
bars motherf+cker, send my ass to the gulag
i’m super hot fire, yeah, i’ve been around that long

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