Its mister SU/ bless you/ mos likely to be/Famous by a landslide/ play ya hands right/ Round my way dudes foamin at tha mouth/Roamin in tha streets/ shooten dope up in tha house/ I spoke it/ speakin it/ believing it/ toast to it/ Any occasion staren at me easily rose to it/ Tha flows untouchable/ intangible/ / im standen in tha shadows/Lurken/ fienden and reading/ and studying tha pharaohs/And im back/ know it well/ Im growen/ hell this only tha 3rd album, lets do a little show and tell/ I aint sposed to sell/ that aint how they come by/ im spitten knowledge amidst tha slugs frum tha gun flyin/ Im above yall faggits/ you nuttin to me/ science and rhythm fucken infinity/ visibly/ vividly/ All ya shit is tha same/ (watch) close ya eyes n feel me stick my dick in tha game/ And baby it feel good (feel good)/ Im hea/ earned sum respect/ was looked at in disbelief/ hated by sum Faggits tryna take away my loose-leaf/ (NOpe) Supra Dont lose sleep/ In fact I aint get none eitha/ Remain the spirit amongst the leaders and tha reapers/ wake up the animals sleepin/ bring em up to date/ make sure they runnen hard as soon they open up the gate/ I need the grub and drink on the cup and plate/ I’ll shake the hand thas feedin me/ (smile) take wuts in it/ duff his face / That’s how Supra do to get by/ in tha corner getting high dos St Ides/ The scouts see it in me/ cute biddies seem to luv it/ they all kno im on a steelo that no1 cud eva fuck wit/ Trust it/ wit two dutches/ Lissen tha name/ is Supraliminal im tha space between tha bic and the flame/ spitten is cooken the crack I got em sittin in flames/ no touchy/ Masterpieces when I bust yao/ so lovely/ getting away wit tha murder/ I got the gloves keeping it anonymous but Im hollerin I give a fuck if you honor it/ follow it/ or tha opposite/ it aint a problem but ya swallow it don’t ya bitch/ like close range hollow tips/ every session I leave tha beat damaged/ Fuck wit the colony fulla hope?/ We gods that died Standin/ And we landed. yall weak links betta break off/ I laugh/ yo you done reached ya plateau/ kid you a fiasco/ kid me n my clik we stay kicken/ pushen/ East Coastin/ a buck fifty Percent On Po1nt/ Focused/ U watchin tha motions?/ look at tha determination/ peep tha motives, the stoicism and how we spoke tha language/ And now Im rippen like tha blunt is/ Cats sayen im somn special cuz I move wit that special something/ under the cap/ and I run wit it at/ every second 7/ 365/ keep it live worken together Killa Beez in tha hive/ we moven that honey out hea yous r sleepin inside/ Maybe sumday ill b famous but its still fuck the public/ this for the kids who growen up quick/ puff tha dutch blow tha smoke up sick/ and tell a hoe suck dick/ and every mothafucka that tryna get up on his knowledge/ come to me I got tha medecine/ we on tha porch you betta let us in/ Knock Knock BOOM BABY!!!.........