Supa Dupa

Now I didn't wanna have to do this (well goddamn)
 But when I touch a mic suckers duck like I'm shootin'
 I'm bootin' cookie cutter butter soft rappers
 Wanna rip my style off me like a Snickers bar wrapper
 Just hand it over man I ain't gonna ask ya
 You ain't a cappa you a cherry flavored actor
 If that's ya bitch you should prolly come grab her
 'Cause she in the studio feedin' me chicken flavored crackers
 What it do?
 I'm still the rude ass terror dude
 I still got the flu, still sniffing supa dupa glue
 And I ain't finna stop 'til I'm blue
 Keep talkin' that shit, you can kiss my kaboos
 And for the record, I spot ya hoe like a leopard
 I roll up downtown made her neck hurt
 Without any effort
 Cold blood mane I need a sweatshirt
 The Molotov firebomb lookin' for a pill presser
 Now I ain't said shit fo a minute
 Still got mo dough than a chef in a kitchen
 And I ain't gon' lie man I really been spendin'
 What the fuck you think I did in this lovely pandemic?
 Legend has it, Reid in the lab cookin' magic
 And furthermore the shit he got in store is fantastic
 'Cause last time I checked man he really been at it
 I heard he pulled a four with a semi-automatic
 The silly water drinkin', pilly poppin' stinkin'
 Demon still skeemin' on a suck a bitch
 Neo pets lovin' trick
 Steady goin' harder than most
 The king of the coast
 I'm floating on a boat stackin' whole wheat toast
 And never too quick to flip a cop
 Motherfuckers need a stop
 All the flockin' on my top, I'll drop 'em like a stock
 You know the name and if ya don't, bitch ya better learn
 Go tell the cops terror has returned
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