"Supa Sexy" lyrics
[Repeating in background:]
Rock, the body body - rock the body body
[U-God:]
Dino the dart specialist
Know mean?
Golden Arms, yo
Meth-Tical, John John do your thing thing
What? Check it
The all eye seeing, heavenly divine
The truth brings out, the temper in my spine
A Hill sound again, feeling symptoms that bit me
I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
A head ringer, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts
Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
Nigga what, earthquaking speech, woofer hissing
The razor faced victims. Whew. That's what kissed 'em
Appropriate precaution, surrounding, certain it curtains
I'm dumbfounded, I'm pounding, the pavement
For mental enslavement, I'm craving, a misbehaving savior
America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed again
Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
With right timing, bite with vampire rhymes
[Method Man:]
Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye
Full metal street soldiers, born to die
Put 'em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammer time
Niggas can't be touched here, the true and living
Night vision unseen, like Jean
When I hack men The Unforgiven, left in prison
In the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you succumbing
To my twelve part dirty dozens, flabbergasted
By tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract
Beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself
'Til I'm felt, this ass whooping, is being dealt
Like hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the belt
What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot
I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett
Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien
About to put that shit up in 'em, I Can't Live
Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin
T2 Judgment coming, nobody's safe
When I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase
When the coppers give chase, I give 'em finger
The only hip-hop singer, to tell America
To kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothing can save ya
From this major misbehavior, heavy hands
Laying corners in the elevator, guard your grill
[Cappadonna:]
I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate
Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate
Set the bait, checkmate, fucking with your mental state
Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate
Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate
Army tank, high rank, got the bank
Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York
To Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day
To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJs
To BJs in the PJs, equality days
With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
The dog bred, snakes running from red, catch dead
Raekwon is on, take your uniform, we perform
Shit like gangs in Now Born, check for new Don
Fuck a Yukon, you been warned, we the realest
We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born
[Repeat 'til fade:]
Rock, the body body - rock the body body
Rock, the body body - rock the body body
[U-God:]
Dino the dart specialist
Know mean?
Golden Arms, yo
Meth-Tical, John John do your thing thing
What? Check it
The all eye seeing, heavenly divine
The truth brings out, the temper in my spine
A Hill sound again, feeling symptoms that bit me
I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
A head ringer, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts
Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
Nigga what, earthquaking speech, woofer hissing
The razor faced victims. Whew. That's what kissed 'em
Appropriate precaution, surrounding, certain it curtains
I'm dumbfounded, I'm pounding, the pavement
For mental enslavement, I'm craving, a misbehaving savior
America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed again
Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
With right timing, bite with vampire rhymes
[Method Man:]
Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye
Full metal street soldiers, born to die
Put 'em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammer time
Niggas can't be touched here, the true and living
Night vision unseen, like Jean
When I hack men The Unforgiven, left in prison
In the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you succumbing
To my twelve part dirty dozens, flabbergasted
By tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract
Beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself
'Til I'm felt, this ass whooping, is being dealt
Like hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the belt
What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot
I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett
Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien
About to put that shit up in 'em, I Can't Live
Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin
T2 Judgment coming, nobody's safe
When I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase
When the coppers give chase, I give 'em finger
The only hip-hop singer, to tell America
To kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothing can save ya
From this major misbehavior, heavy hands
Laying corners in the elevator, guard your grill
[Cappadonna:]
I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate
Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate
Set the bait, checkmate, fucking with your mental state
Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate
Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate
Army tank, high rank, got the bank
Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York
To Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day
To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJs
To BJs in the PJs, equality days
With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
The dog bred, snakes running from red, catch dead
Raekwon is on, take your uniform, we perform
Shit like gangs in Now Born, check for new Don
Fuck a Yukon, you been warned, we the realest
We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born
[Repeat 'til fade:]
Rock, the body body - rock the body body
Writer(s): David Ritz, Durrell Babbs, Marvin Gaye, Odell Brown
