Supa Lyrics

The black list can not rid me
Everybody in the club tipsy
Fuck that, bring hip-hop back to New York City
Get busy with the white grisly
Blow torch, leave your ass crispy
With evil and trickery
Mystery like Agus the Christy
My enemys want to phisically cripple me
Specifically word play slick tricky
I'm slicker than Slick Ricky

I'm the top notch, the elite