Madlib - Lyrical Supremacy lyrics

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Madlib - Lyrical Supremacy lyrics

[Intro - Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back] Holden McNeil - "So, what brings you two dirt merchants to my neck of the woods?" Jay - "Oh, I'll tell you what our necks are doing in your woods, where's our motherf**in' movie check?" McNeil - "Well, look at these morose motherf**ers right here, smells like somebody just sh** in their cereal... BUNG! That was good, come in." [Verse 1] I spit lyrical supremacy, what these n***as been tellin' me I'm 'bout to take it over, at least that's what I been yellin' G Don't got alot of friends, all these n***as my enemies I k** them all, predict their fall, we the f**in' propellers, G Rappin' on the track, connectin' with all my melodies Ain' never buyin' all the fake dreams these n***as sellin' B Snappin' on the beats, spittin' leavin' in ecstasy Hip-hop might've died, but n***as we the successors, lead We ain' f**in' with wack n***as, none of yall fakin' fellas I'm walkin' into the room, no denyin' success you smell us I'm makin' lemonade like life was givin' me lemons Hella smoke up in my blunt liftin' my feet like umbrellas Never spit counterfeit, I could go to acapella With hella metaphors like Amphetamines with some Stella I'm always goin' hard, always give 'em the best of me You never ballin' hard like you was chillin' Development League All I do is winnin', never get the better of me I'm k**in' the track and all you doin' is buryin' feet Covert Coup, walk through we heavy as Meek, belly the beats sh** stinker than Wellington beef Inhalin' we chief, paper readily breezed, we puff and pa** like stellary Brees with celery please Grapes, the fellas we leafed We unexpectedly leaped onto the stage, we exploded Muhf**as it's potent, you shoulda known this We opened the gates for mo' sh** You better respect the notion, THC potions, we smokin' Ain' noone on my muhf**in' level, that's right [Break - Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back] Daphne - "I think they pa**ed out." Fred - "Great, what do we do with them now?" Shaggy - "Let's cut out their kidneys and sell 'em to the black market, leave 'em in a seedy motel bathtub full of ice." Jay - "Check that sh** out man, the internet!" [Verse 2] I'm comin' back with number two, they tellin' me to stop it How 'bout a no, f** you, take off your arms and chop it Ba** so loud, we threaten to bust out the speaker, pop it Baby lift it up like elevators, and its hot so drop it No, I'm not a gimmick, so pick up the tape and cop it Walkin' through the streets, b**hes, weed and money Steady mobbin', knobbin' No raw, please, cover it with who*e cheese, Ain' noone on my level so tell them divorcees To stop hatin' 'fore I jump up like Jason Vorhees Decapitate the b**hes, now may I have the floor please? Take that back, I'm 'bout to take it over Guns up out the chopper and now tell them n***as that the wait is over I'm the headliner of the show, ain' nobody better Call it star power on them b**hes like I'm Hugh Hefner b**h I'm Miley Cyrus, them know that you gon' buy it Forcin' you to try it until you admit you like it Like mind control, MK-ULTRA-marketed Explosions from the underground like there was a shark in it Yeah I'm uncontrollable so maybe you should market it Give me billions of dollars and I'll think of carpetin' the pedal on the game Til' I'm blue in the heart and face I'mma smack the taste out your mouth for considerin' pa**in' ever on the ace It's not about that paper but a n***a still up on that chase [Break - Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back]

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