Supernova

Tha thing goes
On district like Viby
Boy we be so grimy
Rip on deck Apashe track now all this people eye me
They all wanna flak when the crew's on top
But I ain't fo ya face when I bookin'
that shots (when i lookin' fo' shots(?))
So gimme my space when I'm poppin' tha spot
Pretty please wit' sugar on top

Do or die so decide, wit' the crew and I we're too alive
Dropped up and fucked up I get googly eyes who wanna drop (?)
I wanna chop tonight take a motherfuckin' bomb tonight
Filthy boose get dropped tonight and all ya bitches get hooked tonight

Split that shit, split that shit
Step into the funky bass (?)
Split that shit, split that shit
Enter tha freaky house (?)
Split that shit, split that shit
Stand if ya think ya breathless (?)
And when I'm countin the beat it goes like this
Three
Two
One
Supernova

Speed it up, beat it up like junkie spoon I heated up
Wreck rotten my brain dead you get pissed ain't even deep enough (?)
(ain't deep enough) Somebody get me up
Sixty shots gon' fix me up
Fourty bombs gon' fuck me up
Fifty sluts just to bust the nut

Hit me hit me wit' a passion
Split a bit a heavy bit aggresion
Winner or the sinner about to get that heavy rythm
When I'm dippin' and trippin' and fashion
Bombs (???)
The mothefuckin' moshpit is what I'm askin'



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Writer(s): John Steven Lopez
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