Supernatural
I underestimated my talent back in 2003 (Stormatique on the beat)
Now it's past 2015, it was all a dream (whoo!)
I've been programmed to keep on spitting rap verses like these
I flow on any beat that gets served, niggas wanna be like me
Not existing in nature or subject to explanation
Supernatural creature, property of the Hip Nation
Five years, eight projects, I'm getting stronger
Blood, sweat and tears, eyes is full of this hunger (call-call)
Calling me crap? Calling me wack?
All you ever do is talk and yap-yap-yap
Even with your gat, I'm coming to attack
Burst a cap fast and put you in a sack (yeah!)
Evil me, can't snap out, just pray I snap out 'fore you black out (whoo!)
Or you gon' be late, nigga pass out
The apocalypse, nigga, your end time
(Arrgh!) I've lost it, niggas talk trash behind me, think I'd ignore it
I earned my place, I never bought it, I'm top five, no? 'Cause I'm conscious?
Humans, give me Supernat a chance man to make my music
In peace! Listen, crooks will preach deceit
And these anomalies will get you relieved, and a Supernat will bring belief
Please, don't spread disease with your damn wack songs, just think about your kids
I was born a human, fine, now a Supernat, not a crime
Boring being human, full of emotions, ain't tryna diss
Switched lanes, Supernat never F with the Bruce and the Lil Waynes
Wannabes, they all wanna get rich
They can't rap, just wanna move keys, rock Guccis, bang groupies
Think I say too much? Nigga, sue me
Too hot, AC can't cool me, I'm a beast, I'm a bully! (Yeah!)
I put my life on the line when I'm kicking this rhyme
Never scared to say anything anytime
So when I bust a rhyme, no Flipmode
I see the future now, no cheat mode
They wanna know the formula to be a Supernat (whoo!)
First step, stop being a cheap hoe, no bimbos, don't strip clothes
Gay ass niggas, no lip gloss
I know you wanna rise to my level
I'm a Supernat, fine, but I ain't got ties with the Devil
It's a gift from God and that's for the record
Now I gotta go, supersonic method
I know you wanna rise to my level
I'm a Supernat, fine, but I ain't got ties with the Devil
It's a gift from God and that's for the record
Now I gotta go, supersonic method
Word! MCskill ThaPreacha (word up?)
Word up, Stormatique? (Haha)
Diary of a Supernatural, the album
We in here (whoo-wee!)
Now it's past 2015, it was all a dream (whoo!)
I've been programmed to keep on spitting rap verses like these
I flow on any beat that gets served, niggas wanna be like me
Not existing in nature or subject to explanation
Supernatural creature, property of the Hip Nation
Five years, eight projects, I'm getting stronger
Blood, sweat and tears, eyes is full of this hunger (call-call)
Calling me crap? Calling me wack?
All you ever do is talk and yap-yap-yap
Even with your gat, I'm coming to attack
Burst a cap fast and put you in a sack (yeah!)
Evil me, can't snap out, just pray I snap out 'fore you black out (whoo!)
Or you gon' be late, nigga pass out
The apocalypse, nigga, your end time
(Arrgh!) I've lost it, niggas talk trash behind me, think I'd ignore it
I earned my place, I never bought it, I'm top five, no? 'Cause I'm conscious?
Humans, give me Supernat a chance man to make my music
In peace! Listen, crooks will preach deceit
And these anomalies will get you relieved, and a Supernat will bring belief
Please, don't spread disease with your damn wack songs, just think about your kids
I was born a human, fine, now a Supernat, not a crime
Boring being human, full of emotions, ain't tryna diss
Switched lanes, Supernat never F with the Bruce and the Lil Waynes
Wannabes, they all wanna get rich
They can't rap, just wanna move keys, rock Guccis, bang groupies
Think I say too much? Nigga, sue me
Too hot, AC can't cool me, I'm a beast, I'm a bully! (Yeah!)
I put my life on the line when I'm kicking this rhyme
Never scared to say anything anytime
So when I bust a rhyme, no Flipmode
I see the future now, no cheat mode
They wanna know the formula to be a Supernat (whoo!)
First step, stop being a cheap hoe, no bimbos, don't strip clothes
Gay ass niggas, no lip gloss
I know you wanna rise to my level
I'm a Supernat, fine, but I ain't got ties with the Devil
It's a gift from God and that's for the record
Now I gotta go, supersonic method
I know you wanna rise to my level
I'm a Supernat, fine, but I ain't got ties with the Devil
It's a gift from God and that's for the record
Now I gotta go, supersonic method
Word! MCskill ThaPreacha (word up?)
Word up, Stormatique? (Haha)
Diary of a Supernatural, the album
We in here (whoo-wee!)
Credits
Writer(s): Mcskill Thapreacha
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