Super Duper Fly

(albüm: Gazing At The Moonlight - 2009)

"Uh yeah uh uh uh chyeah, TURN ME UP!
Yoo, Just leave this shit up to me pal"

[Verse 1:]
They call me hop, the king of this hip-hop
The moment that I hopped in the game it got hot
Rappers thought that they would be ruinin my plots
In this industry but homie I'm doing it 'vualaa'
Soon as I step up the flow, niggas know I'm untouchable
With the mic I'm a cut ya throat, guess it's cause I'm so rugged yo rugged yo
I'm keepin it real (fuck the dough [3x]) I'm lying homie I love it yo
I'm a beast at this, I ain't really unleashed it yet
Obviously I have I'm just bad at keepin it secretive
And if you do wanna piece of this, buddy you can recieve it quick
Yeah I know that chu sayin fuck hopsin he's a dick
I give the streets a click of how I met em off the game
I'm a rack it off the chain, till my records off the blade
Spread a web across ya name.
Make sure you suckin it, grab ya belt and buckle it, time to end all this fuckin shit

[Chorus:]
I got some flows and they super duper nice,
Just gimme' a dope beat and ill be super duper tight,
Lace it up, sell it for a super duper price, WHY WHY
Cause I'm $uper Duper Fly.

Hey I'm so fly, FLY, look at me flyin away.
I can fly, I can fly, HEY, I can fly, I can fly, HEY, I can fly

[Verse 2:]
Not abomishing, throwers words astonishing
We coming in different change it up that's what I'm promising
Yeah you got potential and all a that but chu not as sick
Someone tell these lowdown and dirty fuckers who Hopsin is!
It's been awhile, feels like five hundred years
But the apocalypse is finally here, a lot of these queers just run around thinking that they hot
But they cold as fuck, when I drop that shits gon be over then ya'll gon know wassup
Niggas actin like that they hate to show love, till they find out what I'm capable of
I'm finna fizz up like bakin soda, put so much pressure on you niggas you'll be forced to exit the game, cause my games is so tough
But chu muthafuckas is probably gon keep on coming back like roaches
But I have the potion, outwit you just like a pack of vultures
Cause I rap ferocious ya'll lack emotion that's needed in this
I bees the business what can I say I just need to win it.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
My image doesn't appear to be viscous, but just by hearin me whip this
I'm sure that chu could tell I'm lyrically gifted
It's a conspiracy, is it? definitely, if you step to dis me ill make sure you rest and impede switch your mic and record emcee
Evidently I'm known to kill this devil in me
You can tell it's in me my flow has been mastered elegantly
If you fellas tip me it's cause you feelin the jealous envy
Next time put more thought in it before you sell ya cd
I wouldn't say that I'm the father of rap, but rap's father died so I just adopted his ass
Since none a ya'll will take him in, watch what I'm a make of him
The nigga finna be the muthafuckin hottest thing again
Ya'll been treatin the game wrong, man hopsin ain't chya friend
I ain't taking back none of my words fuck who they defend
Ya'll claimin that you niggas from the hood and the streets
Then whys the fuckin game hollywood as can be?

[Chorus]