Them 84s

I took the pistol out my pocket
Unlocked it
Cocked it
Then I ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, rocked it
I ro, ro, ro, ro, ro, rocked it
I fucked up his whole face
The back of his head looked like Pace
Picante that is
All I wanted was his
Swangas and Vogue tires
I had no loot for them wheel suppliers
Next day, had them joints on my candy slab
Elbows poke’in like a Pacqiauo jab
A week later I was ride’in one deep
On the other side of town on a late night creep
When I stopped at a red light
Rearview got flooded by high beam light
All I heard was the "clickclack"
Then everything went black
I got blasted for my widebody
They got me with a sawed-off shotty
So the casket had to stay shut
Momma was moan’in like they shot her in the gut
But in the end your boy still rode hard
Cause the hearse rolled Swangas and Vogues to the grave yard…

C.Mayfield's "Pusherman" inspired short

I'm your uncle, I'm your daddy
I got candy on the Caddy
I'm your hommie, what you thank?
Got hot food, got good drank
I grip grain, I smoke good
I be roll'in through your hood
I'm SupaDupa

another Yellow ep

I had a dream the other night…and I was…
I was lick’in on that chick “Miss Thick Yellow Hello”
She was smooth and creamy just like Jell-O
Butterscotch pudd’in
Had my wood all wooden
Then she showed me that she graduated Summa Cun Laude
Put them soup coolers on me and my head turned outie
I didn’t last long because the suction was amazing
I tried to stand tall as if going through a hazing
But in no time all I could do was let go like a busted damn
She asked me if I had been eat’in strawberry jam…

another Supa short

SupaDupa the Star go on the prowl every night
Similar to Angela Lansbury
But, it’s murder I write
They get straight stabbed and cut and beat like I was a deranged cop
Then I go Norman Bates on ‘em when they holla, “Supa Don’t Stop!”

another Supa short

I got dimes step’in to me
They wanna get done
I’m SupaDupa the Star, you know the outcome
That’s more hits for me
They get pissed at me
Because I cut ‘em and leave ‘em
They can’t get with me

She’ll be holla’in and yell’in...

She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!” when she comes.
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!” when she comes.
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!”
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!”
She’ll be holla’in and yell’in “Supa!!!” when she comes.

Be Thankful for What You've Got inspired joint

I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh
I said, I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohh
Though you may not have a big ‘ol firm rack
Or a gagsta booty, that can hold a cup of Kool-Aid on the back
You may not have much ass at all
But just remember my caramel sister
I will still knock down them sugar walls
Just be thankful that your momma gave you a pretty face
Though you may not have a big ‘ol firm rack
I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh
I’ll cut that thang like a diamond from the back
Spin your head like a top
Then we’ll burn a little green and sip on some Jim Beam
Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh