Supa Star

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil' Dap & Melachi] Damn son What the fuck is wrong with you man? Shit shouldn't be happening out here man Niggas don't be realizin' the shit, man But yo, tell 'em what you be seein' out your window Yo I be seeing out my window gunshots every day Man yo I be seeing sex money and drugs too but yo Tell 'em how Duke said The world's about to end [Verse 1: Melachi the Nutcracker] Born in the ghetto it's hard to survive Some have achieved and many brothers tried But I realized which life to choose I wanna make money so I gotta pay dues But there's no rules and you only have one chance If ya fuck up kid you face the circumstance At night I used to scream and shout Livin' in the ghetto trying to get the hell out So I would try as I watch my friends die But all I could do was sit back and cry These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes I been through hard times so many problems on my mind I wasn't living rich and I also wasn't poor I try to appreciate but I deserve more Yeah superman supa star Give me supa fat dough like Pablo Escobar "Super duper star" [Verse 2: Lil' Dap] Feared by bandits hated by chicks Loved by kids I never did a bid Yes the Group Home is thick Plus I don't eat beef 'cause these dizzy ass niggas that drink think shit is sweet Yo I work hard and hard my man breaks it down through the guards After that keep it movin' have no time to be foolin' Around town A&R's you get down with this hype sound The things I say will make a grown man dream I speak saying "Go by yourself, be by yourself" Let my lyrics vibrate and shake the earth I travel ghetto to ghetto, back streets to street Kick a rhyme or crime with this ill mastermind Mom dukes used to tell me with these tears in her eyes Now I'm out on my own surviving with the dime Like an African tribe little Dap will blow your mind Check it out like this Melachi: And then like that "Super star" [Scratched Chorus] ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yes the Group Home is thick, so all y'all punks hear this)" ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yes the Group Home is thick, so all y'all punks hear this)" ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yes the Group Home is thick, so all y'all punks hear this)" ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yo check it check it out like this, here we go") [Verse 3: Melachi] Walkin' the tunnels of hell the next level It's the Nutcracker givin' hell to the devil Playin' the game the New York pain Makes me wanna bust but I just maintain 'Cause nowadays I talk to a brother Always love your mother 'cause you'll never get another In the streets bustin' off shots fuck the cops I got superstar props Big time doe, money is a thriller I'm gettin' more iller than the Zodiac killer No lie but before I say bye You can't take money with cha when you die "Super duper star" [Verse 4: Lil' Dap] Yo I got niggas flipping they wig Chicks grabbing they cunts As they rhyme they get doper and since they greet me with blunts One time for your mind before I break these streets Ain't nothing holding me back hip hop track Yo son you know the feelin' shit will get revealed As the times will get better And you know I got skills I seen the days turn into nights As the stars shine bright Motherfuckers Moet and chicks they keep steppin' Like Dom Perignon, one day we'll live large Word to Allah and it don't seem hard No more jealousy and envy Curse is put upon me Watch me live free as can be With my niggas you'll see Raising to the top like a rocket ship, yo I go far "Super star" [Scratched Chorus] ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yes the Group Home is thick, so all y'all punks hear this)" ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yes the Group Home is thick, so all y'all punks hear this)" ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yes the Group Home is thick, so all y'all punks hear this)" ("So what the fuck y'all movin' on up") ("Yo check it check it out like this, here we go")