[Verse One]:
I'm
Ultra sharp, the best in this millennium
Like Rosa Parks, won't take a back seat to anyone
Who in the south can serve me?
Been the illest since Andre stopped rockin' Falcon jerseys
Test Supa? What the f** are you thinkin'?
I won't respond, half of y'all ain't even worth the price of my ink pen
So I'mma make it clear, n***a this is my year
I done had my share of bad luck so n***as can't jinx it
So if you want war, bring it, the rap Charles Mingus
I stop in the middle of my sentence, start swingin'
Old folks say my attitude is unnecessary
Homie I can shoot a fair one so I ain't never worried
f** being a king, remember me as being legendary
But I'd rather have the respect before I'm dead and buried
Not about gimmicks, I just make the hot tunes
I'm Supa, but I don't need the cape and costume
[Hook]:
You better watch how you address me now
Word has it I'm the best around
That's what they sayin' man
To reach the top, I'm destined now
And you don't even wanna test me now
That's what they sayin' fam
You better watch how you address me now
Word has it I'm the best around
That's what they sayin' man
To reach the top, I'm destined now
And you don't even wanna test me now
Know what I'm sayin' fam?
[Verse Two]:
Every time someone mentions Supa name in public
Muhf**ers wanna get quiet and change the subject
I insult ya to your face, bring fear in your direction
Cut ya below the waist like a caesarian section
I get paper in places you barely accepted
That's why you wanna strap me in a chair that's electric
Who cares if you're street or carry a weapon
I got people in high places to get your prayer's intercepted
Now North Carolina get's respected
But I've been wavin' the flag when other rappers was scared to rep it
Don't give me the runaround, I push mixtapes to the block
MP3s to the Digital Underground
Quest showed Love to me back a couple of summers
I sparked it, now I march to the beat of a different drummer
People keep thinkin' I'm on some righteous and peace sh**
Go ahead and piss me off, I'll overnight you to Jesus
Believe it
[Hook]
[Verse Three]:
The moment I leave the booth, nobody can touch it hereafter
It ought to be considered a challenge on Fear Factor
And flow wise I'm as ill as it gets
Play my verse and you can still feel the effects a year after
I hear rappers and all the goons that's out
But like my lady b**hin' in my ear I tune 'em out
The soul reason that they love me cause the kid is so remarkable
But you, you only popular cause the way they market you
Any time I'm around, you know the beats be poundin'
Rise to the occasion you can't keep my grounded
The production has gotta be proper
Watch me wild out like Diana Ross with a bottle of Vodka
I'm supreme superior, f** the units you sold
Hands down, without a doubt
You know who's in control
There ain't no need to even question it
You music is lifeless
These dudes are the nicest (Who?)
Supa and Khrysis n***a
[Hook]