Текст (слова) песни: King Tee - Super Nigga

[dj pooh]

Its the p-double-o-h in the sky

I dont need a cape cause Im already fly

Like a skydiver, a nigga got drag

Like a race car driver, plus iva

Spit saliva, liver, than mcgyver

("bam!") bump mo bitches than a drunk driver

Faster than a crackhead, mo powerful

Than a loco when I gotcha in a chokehold

Im here to rid the city of them wack-ass groups

Them wack-ass lyrics with them wack-ass loops

They fakin like gangsters, turn into a crip-tonight/kryptonite

They dont faze me, cause we can still fight

But look, its all about comin (up) up (up)

Up and away without bummin

But a nigga dont need no wonderwoman, hmm, I wonder

Who she been shuckin and jivin and fuckin

Or some bitch named lois cause the hoe is the lowest

And shes whiter than snow is ("too much of that snow white!")

I think Ill fly back to the hood

Kick it with the homies where you know its all good

Ill be the first superhero with a strap

I know Im all that.. ("its a crow, its a bat, no its..")

[chorus]

[rashad]

The super nigga boogieman is out to make a killin

So fuck wastin time leapin over tall buildings

Cause I can get loose like fluid

Like diarrhea - I can, run right through it

I see through walls, specially at the malls

Ladies dressing rooms is where my duty calls

A lot of super niggaz be trickin they powers

Givin hoes money, and flyin em flowers

(but can you think of one thing you ever gave a hoe? )

No cause we super niggaz, not captain save-a-hoe

So back on up look, Ill catch yo ass so quick

And letcho ass know we the wrong super niggaz to be fuckin wit

I flash like lightning, powerful as bombs

I flied back twenty years ago and fucked your moms

And now its ninety-fo, aint shit changed

But now you call me daddy, when you call my name

Cause youse a silly mortal, you aint down for combat

Ima super nigga, and you an uncle tom cat

When Im rollin through the hood they wonder is he

The nephew, of aunt kizzy

Or dizzy gillespie, and the rest be like

"thats the guy thats super, the fat track mover"

So wack mcs come step to these nuts

And get your crews cut below half, nigga do the math

Im the m-a-n, mayne

I got a fly bitch with an invisible plane

Me and her be doin some x-rated shit

When I get the skins, in the cockpit

She be callin everything from mommy to jesus

Just ask the homies, cause them niggaz can see us

Cause them super niggaz too, from the crew

So please stay tuned, for more adventures of.. a super nigga

[chorus]

[king tee]

Mr. insane king tee motherfuckers from the boondox

I bust the drunken style on my corner with the boombox

Im badder than the baddest inmate at (? )

Retarded, but let me show you what this can do

Create fright, niggaz scared to touch the mic

I shock em, amazed cause the wino rocked em

The best yet to like really catch wreck on the scene

O.g. from the alkaholik team

I just scream (ahhh!) let my backbone slip

Gotta get it on then take another sip

Make it hip, a feeling mcs wont forget

Bust crazy rounds then load another clip (well bust it)

Like r. kelly, "my minds telling me no!"

But fuck that, I kick the ill flow

And deep down, I know niggaz is jeal

Cause Im pullin all the hoes and dickin em swell

But hey, cut the crap, cause like herpes Im back

To give you what you want, I dont front or skip rap

With the bo, ba-ba-bye, the wicked with tha likwit

Im wild like a winner with the lot-to ticket

But kick it, you could grab a comb and try to pick it

The nappy head sound comin from the underground

Oh shit its the great, the man with the strap

I know Im all that.. ("its a crow, its a bat, no its..")

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I think Ill fly back to the hood Kick it with the homies where you know its all good Ill be the first superhero with a strap I know Im all that.. ("its a crow, its a bat, no its..") [chorus] [rashad] The super nigga boogieman is out to make a killin So fuck wastin time leapin over tall buildings Cause I can get loose like fluid Like diarrhea - I can, run right through it I see through walls, specially at the malls Ladies dressing rooms is where my duty calls A lot of super niggaz be trickin they powers Givin hoes money, and flyin em flowers (but can you think of one thing you ever gave a hoe? ) No cause we super niggaz, not captain save-a-hoe So back on up look, Ill catch yo ass so quick And letcho ass know we the wrong super niggaz to be fuckin wit I flash like lightning, powerful as bombs I flied back twenty years ago and fucked your moms And now its ninety-fo, aint shit changed But now you call me daddy, when you call my name Cause youse a silly mortal, you aint down for combat Ima super nigga, and you an uncle tom cat When Im rollin through the hood they wonder is he The nephew, of aunt kizzy Or dizzy gillespie, and the rest be like "thats the guy thats super, the fat track mover" So wack mcs come step to these nuts And get your crews cut below half, nigga do the math Im the m-a-n, mayne I got a fly bitch with an invisible plane Me and her be doin some x-rated shit When I get the skins, in the cockpit She be callin everything from mommy to jesus Just ask the homies, cause them niggaz can see us Cause them super niggaz too, from the crew So please stay tuned, for more adventures of.. a super nigga [chorus] [king tee] Mr. insane king tee motherfuckers from the boondox I bust the drunken style on my corner with the boombox Im badder than the baddest inmate at (? ) Retarded, but let me show you what this can do Create fright, niggaz scared to touch the mic I shock em, amazed cause the wino rocked em The best yet to like really catch wreck on the scene O.g. from the alkaholik team I just scream (ahhh!) let my backbone slip Gotta get it on then take another sip Make it hip, a feeling mcs wont forget Bust crazy rounds then load another clip (well bust it) Like r. kelly, "my minds telling me no!" But fuck that, I kick the ill flow And deep down, I know niggaz is jeal Cause Im pullin all the hoes and dickin em swell But hey, cut the crap, cause like herpes Im back To give you what you want, I dont front or skip rap With the bo, ba-ba-bye, the wicked with tha likwit Im wild like a winner with the lot-to ticket But kick it, you could grab a comb and try to pick it The nappy head sound comin from the underground Oh shit its the great, the man with the strap I know Im all that.. ("its a crow, its a bat, no its..") Нравится песня? 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