Soopaman Luva 5 - Prt. I

Somebody stole my mojo!
 Yo, once again.
 Soopaman Luva flying through the fuckin sky
 I'm lookin for my mojo, I'm fried chinky-eyed
 My cape is still tore up, but I make a lil' money
 I'm like Ace Ventura, duckin my landlord
 The land of the poor, where I handle my biz
 I got a weed spot on the block Hannibal live
 Pokemon on the pipe, Rudolph the deer Red-Nose
 Glow in the night, when his nose gettin right
 I pimp Snow and Vanna White on the ho stroll
 Dr. Ruth on E, sippin Old Gold
 Mr. T on crack, mohawk cornrow
 In South Park with the Chef, in the stolen Ford
 "I'm lookin for my mojo, where it at?
 Got a APB on it dawg, where it at?"
 I ran into Cita, from BET
 She said, "Man is a nigga, that's fast on the trigger
 I thought he was you, when we had the party for two
 My girlfriend said the same, majority rules"
 "Damn!! Who takin my women?
 Who takin my chickens around Thanksgiving? Now that's pimpin!"
 Called my man Meth and Bishop Don Juan
 He smokin a blunt, other sippin Chandon
 He said it ain't the game, but how you play it
 So I can't hate the game, so I'm dyin to play it
 Now I'm back in the air, ready to put my smack down
 I'm searchin for the impostor to pat down
 I'm urgin to put the Glock up and clap rounds
 It's curtains like Jimmy Hoffa, he not found
 So ride on me, try homie
 Your plan'll fail like the Acme Kit from Coyote
 Now I'mma find the bastard that stole my juice
 Soopaman Part Five, in your archives
 Aiyyo yo fuck that!
 Aiyyo I gotta find my motherfuckin mojo
 Aiyyo Reggie Noble, aiyyo Reggie Noble c'mere nigga!
 Aiyyo start it off while I tell you how it went down
 Yo, yo
 Put the drop down, get your smoke on
 Get your feel on, are you feeling?
 Get your girl on, get your squeeze on
 Get your bus on, are you chilling?
 Are you wheeling, are you feeling?
 How you feeling? And we gon' hooo-oooh-ooh
 (Tell me what you doin)
 C'mon, yo yo-yo yo, yo yo
 I had to put the mash down, throw the cash around
 Stay focused, on the case put the hash down
 Jetted through the air about five miles per hour
 My mojo gone I can't fly like I wanna
 But this case is easy, find that motherfucker that
 Couldn't wait to be me, put his face on TV
 From the Tec blow, I asked my ex-hoes
 Pass off some info for a pair of X.O.'s
 "Write the check low, I don't do that
 I told you that shit before when I boned your back!"
 Now I'm back to square one, and everybody hatin
 So I popped the flare gun, now they all escapin
 Ran into Gator, from Jungle Fever
 He's my people and my neighbor, I said I need a favor
 He said "For ten dollars, and for ten Whoppers
 From Burger King, I'll tell you the nigga who gotcha."
 Gave him what he wanted plus the extra large fry
 He said "Blue eyes, blonde hair, a white guy"
 I said... "What the fuck going on?!
 A white guy interrupting my fuck flowing on?"
 So I copped some new ammo, reloaded my flare gun
 Stalking like Rambo, mixed with Commando
 Gator pushed the ten-speed bike, I'm on the handle
 Crashed into somethin cause he high off my man blow
 I jumped up and backtracked myself
 Who's the last ho I fucked or throat I cut
 I said "Wait a minute, yo, that bitch Jane on the prowl again
 I bet she up to no good, actin foul again
 Yeah, yeah, it ain't nuttin, I get her if I want her
 Matter of fact I'm gonna cause she live around the corner."
 I walked up scared with my hands on my flares and my armor
 Cause she bring drama like Jeffrey Dahmer
 But I heard fuckin all the way from the bottom
 I'm like, "Damn she yelling!" Kinda made me jealous
 Knocked on the door enraged
 Like a broke-ass rapper, at a label that ain't toured in days
 "Do it clown, before I count to four now
 Cause if I hit five them flares'll blow your door down!"
 I heard the zipper zip up, and they was tryin to run
 So I re-clipped the clip up, and blew it before one
 "Freeze motherfuckers!", I jumped on Jane back
 "I want the cheese motherfuckers! And my name back."
 We tussling, fighting, biting skin and rustling
 Slaps in the face, chokes with the belt buckle and
 Her knees buckling, I thought to myself
 "Where's that motherfuckin white guy she was fuckin?" then
 Right out the blue Owww!
 Who dat? Who dere?