Look, up in the sky (SOOP-soop...)
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It's a bird (SOOP-soop...)
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IT'S A PLANE!! (SOOP-soop...)
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Nah motherfuckers (SOOP-soop...)
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Hahaha
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Verse One:
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I was, flyin through the motherfuckin sky
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With my blunt full of lye, boom-ba-zee on five
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Code name beez the Soopa-Man cock my Luger
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Blast on state trooper, I'm on the run G
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I've got these hoes spreaded, from Japanese to diabetics
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Toes stay painted because of my foot fetish
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You damn right, they had to ban me from eatin pussy all night
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W-W-F and then just
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slammin in the rope like Sean Mike
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I can't be touched bitch, I disco in kryptonite
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Shit I'm broke as hell
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I had to buy all my girls fifty-fo'-eleven Reeboks at wholesale
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Almost got caught boostin out of Bodell's
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Bitches on my coattails like they coat rails
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Can't even go in a jam without a bitch grabbin my hand
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and squeezin my ass sayin "Youse the man!"
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That's who the fuck I be
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I got a, college degree, on bomb-zee and wreckin MC's
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Makin shit happen like Lil' Cease
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I come from a land of fontum leaf, bark from trees
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that stick in your hand, and lakes rollin sea-weed
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Criminals be up to no good
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So I tuck a heater
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Bulletproof suit still in the fuckin cleaners, but anyways
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I bumped into my neighbor Johnny Blaze
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Told me there's a bitch up the block who got more cock than AK's
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The bitch just moved in, in building 210
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Right next door to the Fantastic Four, and the Penguin
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Good lookin Johnny, five-oh's right behind me
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Let me act like I know and get ghost
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Tuck in my Nina-Ross, get my cape and shades
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Now I'm off with the Soopaman Three antidote
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("While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse")
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Cause I am so cool
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("When I raise my trigger finger all y'all niggaz hit the deck")
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Cause I am so cool
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("Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcore")
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Cause I am so cool
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("Raw to the floor, raw like Resevoir Dogs")
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Cause I am so cool...
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Aiyyo word up *cough cough cough hack*
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*sniff* to make a long story short
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*cough cough cough* and shit, I went
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to the bitch house, and this what the fuck happened
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Verse Two:
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Aiyyo, knock knock, "Who is it?"
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"It's the Soopa, here to pay that ass a visit
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Heard you wasn't givin up your pussy
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So I got the right dick to get with
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Where yo' man at bitch?" "He's out of town flippin biscuits"
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"Well open up the do' den, before I start unloadin
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on your pussy from here and leave it swollen"
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"Aiyyo how I know it's you?" "Aiyyo check my credentials"
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"I eat yo' gun lead and shit out number two pencils
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I ate a ton of dog shit ain't never got sick
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Bitch I even know how many keys your man flip
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I'm low down and dirty, but not insane
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I know all these pussy ass cops by their first name
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Smoked a pound of Purple Rain and kept control
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Bitch I was the third nigga on the grassy knoll
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And you askin me, how you know it's the Soopa
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Open the door, I just blast on state trooper"
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She opened up the door, and I walked in
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She grabbed the hammer, and nailed it till I'm locked in
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I said, "Yo whassup bitch? You must be trippin
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You must wanna see how this thirty-eight be spittin"
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"Nah nah boo, it's my ex-boyfriend, he be buggin
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He can't take it no more than I don't wanna fuck him
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I was gonna get this nigga Faride to snuff him"
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"Well if he come back through, I'm not talkin I'm bustin
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Zip my zipper down bitch and start suckin
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Get your anus wet for long dick fuckin"
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"Oooh, I like the way you talk, just Put It In My Mouth"
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"Yeah, and I'ma keep that shit in when I'm comin"
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Fucked for thirty-six minutes and twelve seconds
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"Hit it from the back yo" oh yeah bitch no question
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Turn that ass around, she had tattoos of names on her back
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She said, "I keep track"
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I started readin her back I couldn't believe
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I read one name it said EPMD
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I turned her ass around I said no it couldn't be
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It was the J-to-tha-A-to-tha-N-to-tha-E
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Her pussy walls |