reflect

when i was a kid I used to spend time in front of the mirror
asking, “Who am I?”
sometimes i would stand there, staring at myself for what seemed like hours
but it was really only minutes
then, all of a sudden i would be staring at another person
i mean, it would still be me in the mirror, but it was like i didn’t know me
i know that this seems kinda crazy, but it’s real
i would find myself staring at a stranger, like i didn’t know myself
like i was lost
sometimes i still feel like i’m on a mission to find me
i still feel lost at times, at times i still feel like i need to be found

dreamgirl

Sometimes I don’t want to wake up
Not that I’m ready to die, but some of my dreams are so damn fly
Take for instance my soul mate, she lives in my dreams
She is beauty; I never remember what she looks like when I wake up
But I know what she feels like, she feels like love
When she moves she floats like a leaf on calm waters
Her voice is as soft as a humming bird’s flapping wings
Her words are as intense as a Kilauea river
She speaks to me like a blue light speaks to a mosquito
But when I touch her I feel only love
She is like a chameleon, for in my dreams she appears in varying colors
She has been dark chocolate brown to eggshell white and all points in between
But I always know it’s her; she is beauty; she is love

blown

Girl I got my wind up
I’ma put a candle on your back, and we both know how it’s gonna end up…
Straight dripped up, and blown out
I know that you know what I’m talk’in bout
Can you set them coolers up after I get showered down?
I’ll lay back and burn a sweet, while your sweet lips go to town
I might put you on my team, but first you gotta make your mind up
I might let you buy the mall, just so you can get your shine up
We can dine up, put some kine up, and keep that brown liquor pour'in up
And if you nigga trip, I got a full clip of 15 little friends, go tell that dude that’s what’s up

trip'in otra vez

I spit that hot shit like Redman Chew
Told my girl it’s like 3T, Just Me and You
But on the low I had a boppa straight swallow’in gew
And when she found out I was like, “Damn baby, who knew?”
Smoothed that shit out then it was on to the next
I’ma peace love’in brotha, I don’t look for plex
But if you bring it, then I’ma bring that Supa funk like Flex
So you betta bring your whole crew for maximum protects
I'm known for stomp'in heads and break'in knecks
Drop effects while I wrecks
Have your bitch forge’in your checks
In between give’in me throat and open’in my ice cold Beck’s
Excuse me, for I digress, I usually try to keep it clean but today I’ma mess
I’m not catholic but put me in a sound booth with a pen and pad and I’ll confess
That this brotha that you read’in bout is the absolute best
Now run tell that to the rest

anotha-Supa-short

They keep ask’in, “Hey Supa, what kinda whip you gonna push this summer???”
Shit, I’ma come down in a drop top Hummer,
on some 40 inch floaters,
and a souped-up motor,
with candy drip’in green like that Jedi named Yoda.

keyboard-freestyle

i’m catch’in bad vibes from them haters and snitches
cause I’m SupaFly and my slab float on 23 inches
call it J-roll’in
big face fold’in
killa smoke hold’in
deep in my lungs
i make thick thigh women speak in multiple tongues
i’ma collector of dimes
cut each one about three times
i re-loop that pink and put ‘em in my rhymes
i be that SupaDupa brotha with a SupaStar flow
if you ain’t know already, muthafucka now you know
i go SupaDupa stupid on that brown and green dro
my momma knew she had a real one when I hit the “floe”
straight run’in like 100, hurdle'in like 110
i’m an old school brotha like that juice and gin
pick a corner, I’ll bend
pick a game, I’ll win
SupaDupa run “tings” from beginning to end