Supastition - The Blackboard ft. Faust & Shortee Lyrics
Intro:(We welcome to the stage at this time... the wonderful)It’s Supastition. I’m back on my 1,2 yo.. to show you how this emcee shit goesI gotta school these fools, man. Y’all got me feeling hungry again... and back in my zone.This one’s for NC. Rik Marvel, let’s rock.Verse one:I’m gone start it off with a dangerous introno better way to get you reacquainted with your kinfolkit’s something dope to bump in your residentialand perfect timing, ‘cause the music industry’s been slow I’m at the blackboard trying to move back towardsthat golden season, the reason I used to rap forI’m warming up, I ain’t get loose in a minuteI run the new and old school, I’m like the superintendantI hope my talent trickles down to future Supa descendants I never had to act a fool just for boosting my imageI’m so official, gone blow in this ***** like match lit fuel you spit bull over beats more fit for Pitbulllet’s get it straight my mark in the game’s alreadyI’m marvelous, you couldn’t carve a niche with a machete bladeI’m steady played by DJs who carry heavy cratesin every state, they recognize dope I’m just a better grade the love is unanimous, no amateur shenanigansfor song listens, I see long distance as a Canon lenseor Nikon, I’m rap’s lifelong icon...if you ain’t digging Supa, you ain’t heard me on the right songlike Guru told us, man it’s mostly the voiceso I’m the posterboy for dope shit the culture enjoysI’m co-sign by the greatest plus local endorsednow who’s Carolina’s illest? this ain’t multiple choice... it’s SupastitionChorus:(scratched by DJ Faust and DJ Shortee)“I was blessed with the talent”“classics, backseat banging ass Blackboard hip hop” “I’m at the blackboard” “I speak from the soul”“take the world by storm”“I was blessed with the talent”“classics, backseat banging ass Blackboard hip hop” “class is in session” “I speak from the soul”“take the world by storm”Verse two:I’m so sharp, I sets it off so fresh of courselike Joe Clark, teaching lessons with excessive forceI’m professor Moye, speak with an aggressive voicewatch the room clap for this boom bap refresher course these corny industry fools tried to section us offI’mma fill up their swimming pools with electrical cordsfor shock value... I’ll beat the Pac out of youand ‘father whoop’ niggas in boxers and old house shoes you ain’t rowdy at all, you’re just loud and mouthing offonly talk about it, bath towel soft as Pau Gasolblow the powder off these rappers stuck in infancy.short temper? me? I come back with a *****ing infantryI’m deadly as the weaponry that a regime bringsso if my words were bullets then I would pull itfrom a hundred miles away and still hit a spot on your jean seamsor shoot the soul patch off of Bruce Springsteenso hats off to the rap boss from Greenvillefrom shows to passports, everything seems filleda handsome fella, hell I’m known to make the queens squeal ironically they wanna marry me just off my singlemy supreme skills always get support on waxI stand behind every offensive line like quarterbacksthis is sort of that lyricism crash courseI’m feeling like an old school teacher at the blackboards... it’s that raw!Chorus: (Repeat)
