Well it's the super, the duper, the Landcruisin trooper ?Take action? at times, they hang on my rhyme like Mr. Cooper I'm takin you to a zone that's much far from wackness So please could you tell me oh bud buddy can you hack this? Yo, oh no, grab a hold of fadeables, gettin her flows on like FloJo, rhymes in a marathon Smooth like chocolate, so call me Big Mamma Kane Feels like another one goin out for her reign Step back, because I happen to be on that plus tax I got more subscribers than HBO or Cinemax Nile at the mile I rip style after style Crack dope in all the vials, ooh I'm glad I used Dial Cause they can't get funky when I'm singin my song but I just flow on, and so on, I'm stinky cause I roll on And then I hear rhyme callin I won't give it a rest That's how I got the motherfuckin Super on my chest
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Mister it's the, Masta Aces of the spade Rappin skills are thinner than niggaz on AIDS Up up and away it's the Super Soul Sis I talk so much shit I got, halitosis I knows this, I flows this, I'm funky, you stank You a walkin blood bank I whip y'all with my shank Danks for the memories, remember me no remedies or end in the vicinity or catch a cap like a Kennedy Cause I'm the Superwoman rapper I deserve a hail Chasin MC's, got em on the run like Smurfs from Azrael No bluff, the magic I puff, I'm chokin sho nuff I'm takin a bite out of rappers if my name was MC Negra [Warren G: She's hotter than the South land on fire] All you MC's desire, to run through my pyre I'm turnin heads like the Exorcist while flexin this Cause it's the Super Soul Sis
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Sat on the outside, but now I'm the arena A superfly mackadocious one you never seen a soulful, cause I got a bowl-full of soul Strollin because I have no vehicle to roll But bring it bring it back to the topic of the solar mind I can flow upbeat, to a slow beat, and be off beat and still on time I rhyme, and swim waves of soul like Billy Ocean Never ashy, lyrics that soothe ya like some lotion Cause I can Krush any Groove bust on any move ya make I keep my rhymes attached, like trains to a freight Break ya Achey like Billy Ray, I'm fuckin up the industry And fins to be, Nanu Nanu like Mork and Mindy
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