Aight
We gon' build a foundation from here
They told me I had to return with some heat
So I brought M-Phazes with me this time
It's time to step it up
Supastition
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I want to, I want to
Now let me introduce myself, I'm Mr. Bad Luck, yep, I paid dues
Been here forever, y'all just slept on my debut
I've been kept on labels and learned when you get dealt the hand
Full of bullshit, you play with it like Elton Brand
Just when you thought that urban music was dead
I resurfaced with the purpose of proving I'm never losing my edge
This Carolina cat flows infinite
My brain's like Korean food, nobody knows what's in it
Bringing the drama to my team's like sparking a gas fire
'Cause I run with a regime the size of a mass choir
I'm the champion, I march around town victorious
Leave you nervous like the blue lights on Crown Victorias
My crew, we make rappers kiss the ground before us
The underground notorious, put your crown in storages
These cats ain't moving toward us
I make niggas fans by the second bar
Turn 'em to groupies before the chorus
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Now hurry, hurry, step right up
Let me tell you what I'll do to y'all
'Cause I'll smash any MC, soloist or group
We can even get your crew involved
Come on, hurry, hurry, step right up
Let me tell you what I'll do to y'all
'Cause I'll smash any MC, soloist or group
We can even get your crew involved
Whoever said that niggas from the south can't rhyme
Got another thing coming 'cause brother, I bring thunder
I'm toxic, I do not fit the stereotypes
I'm just the opposite, the hottest shit you hear in your life
I'm not infatuated with chains, so I snatch your respect
While your half a dollar ass is still attached to the check
I am Supastition, ranked as one of the best today
Yes, the S-U-P-A, go ahead and press the replay
'Cause me and M-Phaze, we blaze with chemistry
It's different as night and day, but still praised with infamy
And iTunes constructed for the grittier streets
Flooding your city with heat the way I spit on these beats
It's so ill, but so many MCs, you probably seen a million
But I'm the main attraction like the backside of Serena Williams
Better yet, Vivica Fox
Delivering different hip hop, can you get with it or not?
Just step it up, man
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I put my heart into my verses, you can feel when I'm close
Some people say they touch the vinyl and feel my pulse
In every rhyme you will find, player, I'm no joke
And every line's dope, it's potent as a line of coke
One sniff and you can die from the words and instrumentals
It's not coincidental, I rock your residential
Hip hop is detrimental, but vital for me to breathe
I'm trying to push my name up there with the EPMDs
I'd rather be established, I'm not trying to walk away
Having a contract with less points than Jacque Vaughn's season average
That ain't happening, I'll hold somebody captive
Before I let somebody fuck me over on this rap shit
Critics consider me a three and a half, that's alright
To get a five, I'll probably need some knee pads
I don't believe in brown nosing for a little recognition
I'm a classic, that's the true and living definition
Supastition, y'all
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