Determination

Bavu told me to keep it extra playa
So in ’09 I’m gonna add a new fuck’in laya
I’ma hit ‘em till they soe then I’ma kill ‘em somemoe
My queen said, “Supa baby, get that doe!”
And so, I’m bringing new shit to the shindig
I work’in out again so my tatts are get’in kinda big
I’m try’in ta knock heads like that dude Polamalu
Wanna publish a few books and get a movie deal too
You see, when I dream I dream big like MLK
Gotta splice them dreams with reality to make a new day
I know I’m gonna make it happen for me and my kin
And when I’m done I’ll sell the blueprints on how to win

hey girl...

honey check it out you, got me mesmerized
i’m like a deer in the headlights of your chocolate eyes
no lies…
you had me open like a floodgate since day one
call it SupaStar struck, please pardon the pun
you the one…
it’s like i’m walk’in on air when you come around
your sweet words in my ear make the most beautiful sound
i’m down…
now and forever baby, it’s me and you
you marked my heart permanently like an ill tattoo
always true…
you plus me is like a hundred million in the bank
i wanna sit back and admire you while I sip my drank
what you thank…
let’s make it happen and raise a couple few stars
tune ‘em right and let ‘em jam like Gibson guitars

space bound

i got a sweet 20 sack on me
she’s just some reg hommie
but she got them soup coolers, damn right she gone blow me
i mean, i’ma get blowed
shit, i might even get throwed
but first i gotta split and dump them guts down the kamode
then i’ma roller her up tight
word to Houston, i’m blast’in off tonight
and when them rockets kick i’ll be like Jeezy, “THAT’S RIGHT!”
you might find me bounce’in through the club like i was on the moon
with my head above the clouds like helium balloon
but don’t try to holla, don’t try to spark up conversation
i be so high you can’t reach me with the fuck’in space station

intervention

i got my mind on the money
sticky on my mind
finger on the trigger
think’in about a crime
sit’in in my ride outside the shaker spot
peep’in the players pack’in in, I wanna take all they got
my pockets are on E, my fridge is too
shorty about to drop my first seed, what the fuck am i to do?
i sit back, eyes closed try’in to concentrate
think’in about my past and about my fate
then i hear my dead great grand talk’in in my third
her words float through my dome like a high humming bird
she said, “Sun go ahead and shine, you don’t need they dim light…
You a SupaStar baby, they just shoot’in through the night...
You’ll come up tomorrow and it will be all good...
You gotta think about your queen and your seed and your hood...
Cause they all depend’in on you to chase away the rainy days...
You can’t do a damn thing for ’em if you locked up in a maze...
I know it's kinda heavy but you a strong nigga see...
And if you feel like you can't go on, just call on me...
I'll be juice that gets you go'in like the gas in your car...
And I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp remember you a SupaStar...
So go ahead and light that fire and let it elevate your dome...
And when you’re done burn’in it down take your ass on home...
Go shine on your queen and your unborn seed...
Remember these words and you better take heed.”

six w's

when it’s cold outside…girl
what are you hold’in???
will you be hold’in these???
well…well…well…

shine

i don’t wake up in the A.M. thinking i’m the shit or the urine
i rise and shine that bright light on my wife and my children
sometimes i wake and bake that sticky-icky to…get me go’in
most times i wake and make them good eats to…keep ‘em grow’in
you see, i take good care of my seeds
i keep their garden free of weeds
and i pay close attention to all their wants and needs
at times i lose sleep try’in to figure how I’m gonna pay for college
but i got ‘em both enrolled in the SupaDupa school of knowledge
so they already got a jump on them other shoots and stems
they know the road gets rocky so they ask’in for fresh Tims
soon there will be a third seed thrive’in in our Supa nation
i’m the Sun, she’s the Moon, and they the Stars; my solar system is in heavy rotation
and if your feel’in suicidal and wanna fuck with a member of my squad
i’ll mash your ass bloody like Chris did Michael’s stank ass dad on season quad

The Roots “Rising Up” inspired joint

Yesterday I saw an old man crying
So I walked up and asked what’s wrong
He told me that a BlackMan was about to be pres,
And he been waiting his whole life long
He said, “Young Brother, this the shit that I been waiting for…
This the shit that I been waiting for…”

Yesterday I saw an old man crying
So I walked up and asked what’s wrong
He told me that a BlackMan was about to be pres,
And he been waiting his whole life long
He said, “Young Brother, this the shit that I been waiting for…
This the shit that I been waiting for…”

We gone party like we just won the lotto niggaz
We gone do it like we just signed for twenty figurez
You bring the brew; I’ll bring the fat mason jar of sticky
Lets wile out like a jam with N.E.R.D. and Tricky
It’s been a long time come’in, now let’s move in
1, 2, 3, green light like Legend and Andre Ben
Let’s show the little Black kids they can do too
Word to Malcolm, Martin, and Garvey, they always knew

Never thought about a Black Man in the White House, now it’s history
Matter of fact bring that back, make that ourstory
The Middle Passage brought us from Africa to be slaves and shit
It took some years to get it done, now a we run’in it
We gone party for a while then get down to business
It’s gonna take a lot of work to clean Bush’s mess
I believe my man O can do it if can be done
Show and Prove that Black is back in Power, hommie we just won

real words

I’m not a Crip, but I Can’t Stop Wont Stop
They keep yell’in C.R.E.A.M., so I keep try’in to rise to the top
I’m SupaStar but very few people know my name
That’s ok, I just want the loot…fuck the damn fame
Like Ross, I’m out here hustl’in each and every day
When shit gets tough I come harder, I gotta find my way
Being Supa ain’t easy, but yo somebody gotta do it
Old dude upstairs tagged me and said, “Homie now you it!”
So I wake up everyday thankful for another
Get out get it and bring it home, word to my mother
She did it for me and my older brothers by her only
At times it was hard cause I was left at home lonely
Now that I’m grown I understand and appreciate
She was out there grind’in so that we would have a better fate
Now I’m the head and got grown man responsibilities
My little seeds are watch’in close so I’m on my Q’s and P’s
And like I told yall before, sometimes I don’t like being a rock
But then I do what I gotta, like I did when I was a jock
This shit is bigger than me, but I’m here make’in my mark
Sometimes it gets kinda heavy, I lighten the shit with a spark
Some of my people feel me, while others will never overerstand
Peace to Guru, Lil’ Dap, and Jeru, Now I’m the Mutha Fuck’in Man