Supremacy
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Lyrics
I'm Enormously a beast you get horribly deceased Like the morbidly obese when I cordially agree To take the court like Jordan in a fourth quarter streak Forming my mystique with orthopedic shoes on my feet Formerly known as a chief, I graduated to emperor When I set off on my journey I took on a great adventure I'm essential, flirted with greatness since adolescence Took chances cause staying in one place was out of the question I was birthed from the pressure of society's ill Reincarnated cause curiosity kills Acquire knowledge show you how monstrosity feels Ted Dibiasi before I die I wanna see mills A black sheep, verbal athlete I murder cats While sleeping catch an ass beating When I catch that ass reaching Switch lanes fast speeding otherwise in class teaching Wise before my years plus I'm light years passed decent brah 16 This is the fix crack an aristocrats wrist Accept paper or plastic I keep the gas lit Black listed treated life like a game of badminton Up to bat hitting homers, this is upper class spitting Precise mind of a mathematician I'm passed sick This is what the vast majority of rappers are missing You drop projects it's mad crickets nobody cares Took it to the top it's lonely cause ain't nobody there ♪ Rap suprematist you an apprentice smack ya premise Trynna stop us enacting dumb laws at a Senate Ask ya lieutenant Surpassing the limits and glass ceilings This is a mass killing on wax I make mass appealing Smacking the critics Without adlibbing or nothing I outclass em got solid abs, sit ups and crunches Pull ups, go head pull up and see keep bullets up in my sleeve You peep bulletin I fill up the seats Militant disposition, killing it got me in this position Quick decisions, I paint it vivid so they get the vision See the picture crystal clear I'm just pistoleer Richard Gere switch gears then I switch my gear I'm feeling this my year sitting in a different chair They pay attention gotta listen with a different ear This a different tier make them dummies switch careers Change lanes, David Blaine poof disappear I catch a body this experience is out of body Knock ya head off, how u feel without a body? I like my chicks rather naughty ducking paparazzi Inside a rented masarati bumping Pavarotti Fast lane like Ricky Bobby in Talladega Medieval we find a traitor we just feed em to the alligator 100,000 dollar wages I'm Miles Davis I'm The crowd favorite smack fire out of the mouth of Satan
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:49
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 83 BPM