Текст песни King Tee f DJ Pooh, Rashad (The Boogieme - Super Nigga
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[DJ Pooh]It`s the P-double-O-H in the skyI don`t need a cape cause I`m already flylike a skydiver, a nigga got draglike a race car driver, plus I`vaspit saliva, liver, than McGyver("BAM!") Bump mo` bitches than a drunk driverFaster than a crackhead, mo` powerfulthan a loco when I gotcha in a chokeholdI`m here to rid the city of them wack-ass groupsThem wack-ass lyrics with them wack-ass loopsThey fakin like gangsters, turn into a Crip-tonight/KryptoniteThey don`t faze me, cause we can still fightBut look, it`s all about comin (up) up (up)up and away without bumminBut a nigga don`t need no Wonderwoman, hmm, I wonderwho she been shuckin and jivin and fuckinOr some bitch named Lois cause the hoe is the lowestand she`s Whiter than Snow is ("Too much of that Snow White!")I think I`ll fly back to the hoodKick it with the homies where you know it`s all goodI`ll be the first superhero with a strapI know I`m all that.. ("It`s a crow, it`s a bat, no it`s..")[Chorus][Rashad]The Super Nigga Boogieman is out to make a killinSo fuck wastin time leapin over tall buildingsCause I can get loose like fluidLike diarrhea - I can, run right through itI see through walls, `specially at the mallsLadies dressing rooms is where my duty callsA lot of super niggaz be trickin they powersGivin 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-HoeSo back on up look, I`ll catch yo` ass so quickand letcho` ass know we the wrong super niggaz to be fuckin witI flash like lightning, powerful as bombsI flied back twenty years ago and fucked your momsAnd now it`s ninety-fo`, ain`t shit changedbut now you call me daddy, when you call my nameCause youse a silly mortal, you ain`t down for combatI`ma Super Nigga, and you an Uncle Tom catWhen I`m rollin through the hood they wonder is hethe nephew, of Aunt Kizzyor Dizzy Gillespie, and the rest be like"That`s the guy that`s super, the fat track mover"So wack MC`s come step to these nutsand get your crews cut below half, nigga do the mathI`m the M-A-N, mayneI got a fly bitch with an invisible planeMe and her be doin some X-rated shitWhen I get the skins, in the cockpitShe be callin everything from mommy to JesusJust ask the homies, cause them niggaz can see usCause them super niggaz too, from the crewSo please stay tuned, for more adventures of.. a Super Nigga[Chorus][King Tee]Mr. Insane King Tee motherfuckers from the boondoxI bust the drunken style on my corner with the boomboxI`m badder than the baddest inmate at (?)Retarded, but let me show you what this can doCreate fright, niggaz scared to touch the micI shock `em, amazed cause the wino rocked `emThe best yet to like really catch wreck on the sceneO.G. from the Alkaholik teamI just scream (AHHH!) let my backbone slipGotta get it on then take another sipMake it hip, a feeling MC`s won`t forgetBust crazy rounds then load another clip (well bust it)Like R. Kelly, "My mind`s telling me no!"But fuck that, I kick the ill flowAnd deep down, I know niggaz is jeal`cause I`m pullin all the hoes and dickin `em swellBut hey, cut the crap, cause like herpes I`m backto give you what you want, I don`t front or skip rapwith the bo, ba-ba-bye, the wicked with Tha LikwitI`m wild like a winner with the lot-to ticketBut kick it, you could grab a comb and try to pick itThe nappy head sound comin from the undergroundOh shit it`s the great, the man with the strapI know I`m all that.. ("It`s a crow, it`s a bat, no it`s..")