motherfuckers, clapped at motherfuckers If you don't know then you must be schooled My flow's bonafied to be a supreme force Cultivate the rhyme to make a supreme
nitro cool as ice though That type of dichotomy, y'all know it's gotta be Who else could it be BUT me? Rub your eyes, behold the Big Williest Dream supreme
hits you on the fuckin' bench Pardon my French but ah, sometimes I get kinda Peeved at these, weak MC's with the Supreme baller like, lyrics I call '
cause today I'm above All the guns, illegal funds, the crews and the drugs ANY HOOD I walk in, they show me love They say 'Knowledge Reigns Supreme,
Bring it bring it back that old New York rap") repeats in background The only reality Is now... Yo! Verse One: I rock slow and easy like soul The
this, keep on rock yo, here we go And the history of the soul And this be going on and on Since the days of rock n' roll Purple hairs, hip hop and soul
't imitate DMC The Great Dissin' all devils causin' havoc in hell At a very high level, bass and treble shall yell Hangin' in the heavens on the sound supreme
to con Just black and back to go back and run Go to school and cool, not drool or pool Gotta soul and goal and cold and old jewel Upset the best, I met
York and every hood in the East Before I was duckin' cops, gunshots, I used to be an LA Dodger, now I'm a (angel) From the city of lost souls, Impalas
's my ? ? ? brother Older niggas and g's For sellin weed on my spot But how in the fuck You gonna work my block Im supposed to be supreme chief In this
yo yo confused but yet wise my problem surrounds me A lot of things upset me as my soul rejects me enemy of my self physical.....listen, let me tell
riches are mine He tells me no burdens pass through Oh (what a day) Oh what a day When the clouds pass away (the clouds, the clouds pass away) And Jesus supreme
the darkness fillin the void and feelin the noise And feelin the poise and feelin my boys now look at the temple the Philly Look at him grow, look at the heart the mind the soul
A nine digit number For every living soul That is all they talk about At Data Control They know everything about you Keeping secrets is too hard Your
will we all, awake up out this dream Come here and smell the forgers, the soldiers are human beings Man actin' as if he was the supreme bein' Clockin' the souls
I'm in control, I got a bulletproof soul And I'm full of self-esteem I invented myself with no one's help I'm a prototype supreme I sit upon my private
Physical geometry, oracle rhyme mineral Emphasis the snatom, soul crack the atom Internal affecter, 85 detector My optic analyse ghetto, supreme spectrum
Lies - And you fill their souls With all oppressions of this world And all the glory you receive? So, What makes you supreme? Lies - Your crown is falling