sneeze go for a walk lets see you swim now ski spray macho man! sound your horn ring the bell ok kiss comb your hair wave your hands come on wave your hands SUPERMAN
the stage in her lingerie And I think I heard teh DJ call her Sauncerea Body route around the pole on her hands and her knees 18 half black and half
ya cellular Don't get it twisted, black, cuz I'll bury ya This is just weed money, the more, the merrier [Chorus: singer] They call me the Superman lover Said, they call me the Superman
Everything revolves around me, I couldn't see that 25 to Life and hip-hop, you got the feedback Who need that, hundred gram stashed up in the cheese stack We fo' black
cheese, chumpin' them steez Who's a monkey wrench, jumpin' machines get in between, so it seem It'll only cause a moment of scream The super seed what
the curb when they mention me But they're ain't no fear in me, get it how you live That's if you hearin' me then dug down and dig Lace your boots man
can bump me at your crib or while you're off that nitro in Your car, But I don't say that to say that I'm a super star, but if you get High then you
movie clips Slow mo, pants low, jeans layin off my hip Big shoes, laces loose, a rap warrior Real beat boy, leavin crowds in euphoria Transform, super
and laughs at you That's... mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong The marriage, a bond of havoc and song This massacre's on as if Picasso laced
Cause I'm the Kid with all the dope lingos Only rappin' 'cause I don't sing dope Create a jam that's fresh in your bingo Lace up the Reebok, comb the high top Black
strong when There's the presence of a devil Smiling in ya lace and trying hard to hide the sixes But I can spot them anywhere no matter if he mixes With the black
wouldn't bust a nut in a porno flick Black on black, so they won't get dirty Lookin like a grown man, feelin like i'm 'bout 30 Super official, Short
Niggaz'll tell you that I'm nice with the blah, blah, blah Lyrically I'm, I'm supposed to represent Black Thought, the super lyricist, your arch-nemesis
beats, E-Swift magnifique for the streets And Defari Herut, true lyrically complete This (singing) perfect combination Firmly holdin' down firm ground for future generations Quick to lace 'em, these super
the ego front page I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page I didn't know you had to keep the ego front page Like my man from black moon when
big money! I drive big [posdonus] Cars, serve the bubble like a bar.. tender When in flight like a sender, lace Sticks of dynamite on bass, head [bizmarkie] Lace
puta [timbo king] Yo, i spit flames thermonuclear type Ignite mics, blow up u.s.a. satellites Insane unabomber, my whole fam lace golden armor Royal calmer, black queen black
It was me and my monkey And with his dungarees and roller blades Smoking filter tips Reclining in the passenger seat of my super charged jet black Chevrolet