Supa Supa Supreme - Kool Keith

Supa Supreme… super scheme

Supa Supreme.

super scheme

The Screen Actors Guild is overcrowded with nothin right now

Everybody’s bluffin right now

Wastin film and camera time, tryin to expose yourself

To the masses with a camera rhyme

New York and Hollywood don’t need you there

Better people than you comin from North, South Caroline

You just a shipmate, ready for me to Elimidate

Cancel your network, feed the canaries that’s right y’all

Now you’re officially over

Independent, doin pet work, like Mike Jock & Jam

At the BET Awards

Your tight plucked fanbase, give me the applause

Like you a hype man

For one mile then, walkin out the arena doors

I don’t care about braggin in the radio game

It’s all about the radio flame

You could be seen and dealt with, security guards

And so-called tough guys with black eyes

Put an arrowhead water with ice packs on your jaws

Supa Supreme… super scheme

Supa Supreme.

super scheme

The sperm blaster, mic controller

Urinary faster, shit on you bastards

Walk and skip sail at Sony studios restroom

Piss on your masters, leave the Neumann wet

Plush conference major nut minor with 30 on the table

Cloud fables, enter the room

Pissy diapers on top of the bagles

You shocked Danny Aina, can’t get past Flip

Secretaries try to front

Leave the lobbies full of shit worser than anthrax

And the Atlantic Records colon cleaner on your desk

Your ass so clogged up, niggas talkin shit

With hemerrohids and Gas-X

You fuckin with the superhero nigga

Bronx Detention Center, a/k/a Mass X

Fuck XR with four sawed offs in the trunk

Fuck y’all, I’m strippin everybody

I’m gettin gassy next

— repeats to 3:05 of track