Notorious B.I.G “Want That Old Thing Back” inspired joint

When it’s time to cut, it’s Boom-Aye! Like the Rumble in the Jungle!
You gone let me beat,beat,beat,beat,beat; and make that thang mumble
Whether you’re on your stomach or on your back
Supa cut it so you keep comm’in back

I got a fresh pack of Magnums in the bottom of my backpack
And of course I got the filler for that
First I’ll cut it swift with a sharp blade gift
Hit you with the Supa stick, make your heart skip

Here we go, here we go, I’m bout to cut it real slow
I got that Supa stroke that make your thang purr for mo
So recognize the wood size in these SDI* jeans
I wear size fifteens, know what I mean?
*(SDI-SupaDupa International)

Snoop's "Gin&Juice" inspired joint

With so much shit in the world these days
Its gett’in hard to maintain my SupaDupa ways
But I, somehow, some way
Keep com’in up with sticky-icky sacks of that bomb ass hay
May I, put up a little something in the air
And, blow my mind like I just don’t care, cause
It’s two in the morn’in and the session’s still go’in
Cause my kids ain’t home
I got Sativa in the living room gett’in it on
And she ain’t leaving till the sticky’s all gone.
Shit, so what you wanna do? Hhhmmm…
I got a pocket full of Swishers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and blaze the dro...
Give my girl Sativa room cause she's about to blow
So...we gone burn a zone to this
Put some fire to that ass and in a second we gone float to this

let 'em hate

I know that sometimes you get frustrated
Feels like your life has always been hated
On, with all your plans to enhance,
And advance your circumstance
And your chance just rolled by while you were caught-up in debate
Wrestling the hate and trying to set shit straight
And then you reach your destination
But soon you find yourself in deep frustration
Because you got there late,
And if you know chance, you know that it don’t wait
You gotta catch it when it’s there cause it's ghost if you’re late,
Chance ain’t gone wait;
It moves around and hustles to the next destination
Where there ain’t no hesitation
So my advise to you is stay true to you
Don’t waste time trying to control what the haters do
Plan your work and work your plans
And what you can’t control, put in larger hands
Cause if you get caught-up in what them haters do
You will miss your opportunity to be all that is you

Isley Brothers "Footsteps" inspiered joint

I can’t be for sure
Can that sticky I burned ten hours ago still endure?
Do I, really care? No, No
I feel so good like I knew I would, and baby I’m there

I keep taste’in fruit cups baby
When I spark, when I spark
Why? I keep taste’in fruit cups baby
When I spark, when I spark

My mind, trips now and then
Think’in should I stop or get blowed somemoe, but girl you win
Killa smoke, makes my eyes red
Sativa’s got me blowed like thick soup coolers, on my head

I keep taste’in fruit cups baby
When I spark, Oh when I spark
Why? I keep taste’in fruit cups baby
When I spark, Oh when I sparrrrk

Sativa, you sho ain’t fuck’in around
You got me think’in bout buy’in a pound
And you know that I’ll be right there, right there
With all that good love’in you got, why would I go elsewhere?

Sativa&me

I was roll’in in my ride with Sativa the other night, just listening to the radio when “Bonita Applebum” came on followed by “Like U” by Bow Wow and Ciara..

I took a long pull from Sativa and looked at her as I flicked some ash off of her and I said…
“Baby I just rolled you…
And now I’m burn’in you…
And I feel good because I did the two…
I want to let you know, right damn now…
Baby, you are the BOMB!
Sativa you da bomb, you got my head sprung
Sativa you da bomb, you got my head sprung
Sativa you da bomb, you got my head sprung
Sativa…Sativa…Sativa…”

I took another long pull and Sativa started talking back to me…and she said…
”Supa baby, I ain’t never had nobody roll me up as fat as you done rolled me
And the special way I feel when you blow me
We gone always burn together baby that’s what you told me
And I believe it cause I ain’t never had no nigga do me like you…”

manifesto #1

in my one-man circle i’m known as the lone chiefa
i burn all types of green from KB to reg. reefa
i done bought so many sweets i should have stock in Swisher International
i’m talk’in bout years of burn’in trees, some might think that irrational
but fuck it, i’ma keep burn’in trees and drink’in that brown liquor too
this is a little manifesto from Big Supa to you

Trick Daddy made me do it!

I don’t know where yall niggaz gonna be
But I’ll tell you one thing, I’ma keep Sativa next to me
Baby cause I’ma stay blowed
All day every day
Baby cause I’ma stay blowed
Couldn’t change for the world
Oh no, cause I’ma stay blowed
That’s right you heard
Baby cause I’ma stay blowed
Uh huh oh yeah...

another Supa short

my people call me Supa and i stand six-eight
yea i used to hoop, but don’t concentrate
on that, lets concentrate on the “SPLAT-TAT!”
that’s the sound we gonna hear when i cut that cat
and i see that it’s kinda fat, push’in on them tights
come by my Supa gym shorty, we can work it out all night
that thing will get beat up like a 12 round fight
you’ll be float’in like a butterfly
while I’m sting’in it like a bee
and when it’s all said and done
you gon always remember me,
that sharp cutt'in sushi chef, SupaDupa to da G.

Gorilla Zoe “Lost” inspired joint

I…I…I’ma need counseling
I lost my new sack of sticky and I can’t fuck’in find it
I’m usually so well adjusted
But now I’m straight-up disgusted
Supa Nate, I’m not do’in so great
Sativa’s call’in out my name but I can’t navigate

She’s lost and she’s cold
And I…I…I don’t know where my girl could be
But…but I’ma keep a cigarillo with me, in case I find her see

She’s lost and she’s cold
And I don’t know where she might be
Sativa keep call’in out to me
And I’ma bring you…I’ma bring you back to me

OutKast’s “Liberation” inspired joint

There’s a…there’s a…there’s a fine…line and you damn straight that I’m on it…
Ya…yeah…yeahhhh…
There’s a fine line between blowed and throwed and see I can’t wait too late, but baby I’m on it…
There’s a fine line between blowed and throwed and see I can’t wait too late, but baby I’m on it…

To hold my wood grain straight through the smoke and drank you see, it takes concentration and baby I’m on it…
I said to hold my wood grain straight through the smoke and drank you see, it takes concentration and baby I’m on it…

Let me hit it…let me hit it…let me hit it…Oooooo
Awww…aww…aww…aww…

My head is so high; my eyes are so tight from fuck’in with…from fuck’in with all of them sticky greens…
I add that brown liquor to the mix and it’s on, I’m in my zone, I feel like I’ma fly awayyyy…

Oh damn I’m so throwed, I’m so throwed, my body feels like I burned the whole damn sack on my owwwwn…all on my owwwwn…
I want my hommies to rise with me, that’s why I’m save’in some of this kill
Cause I don’t wanna burn alone…I don’t wanna burn alone…

Flick that ash off, puff, flick that ash off (16X)

Some people don’t see that I’ma SupaStar
They say ‘If your so Supa where’s your fancy car?’
I wanna say waite!; but really I don’t give a damn
The only one’s that I put-on for is my Supa Fam
All I really wanna do is show the world my heart
But some choose to tripp and sleep on my art