Heltah Skeltah, Supreme The Eloheem - Perfect Jab lyrics

Yo word up man
Word up man, it's a lot of niggas out there
Niggas pullin gats and all that shit
I know we Magnum Force, and all of that
We run with OGC's n shit
We'll FUCK your ass up too, word up
Bummy Jab, Mr perfect, equals Perfect Jab
Word is bond

This whole shit's played
Like Jordache and Sassoon su me it's time
That y'all ass out like baboons
Or me with no drawers on
The way my pants droop, bang
To your equilibrium
You're physically dismantled

Batten down the hatches
I mastered this flow I crafted beyond sight
Comin out fights with no scratches
To let tactics, knock the world off it's axis


Supreme mean the lastest level
You can't pass this

We'll tell them hold this
Heat-seekin fist'll never miss
On impact, set to knock SHIT out the devilish
Punk who step to this
My ring got ice you can have some
For your glass jaw
Bloody mary's ain't that bad son
Jab's a one man riot starter
Tell your dad to come
When I get to snuffin BWOY you'll
Wish you had a gun
Havin fun yet? Mr perfect's the
One who says who
Get hurt next, suplexin all of u gerk-knecks

You got nowhere to run ta
I'mma hunter like Alfonzo
Smoke you like fonta
Leave you in Mourning like Alonzo
Comin for your head honcho, he in my range
Ain't nuttin changed Duke
If you can't stand the rain
You better wear a poncho
Run through your crew pronto
Crush you like nachoes
Yeah you act macho but you still
Run from the cops though
Supreme is not your, ordinary type of guy
When I get hyper
I burn that ass like all types of lye

Alright alright alright, maybe I'm
Not the best, but I'm one of em
See these wack cats, think they nice
We make fun of em

Cause we runnin em
Back to they blocks for reinforcement
I stay flossin
You bring your crew I bring the four horseman

Known as Jab
Cause I move like a rook straight at cha
And drop mad niggas with one punch
Usually that one left or right my shit is
Marvelous like Marvin Hagler
Stagger a devil sayin
"Go the FUCK back to Africa"

It's the Per-fect Jab (Jab) at last (last)
I break dudes in half (half)
And splash on your staff
If you don't know the math (Call em Perfect)
I bring shit they can't fathom
Sent to hurt shit
It ain't worth it, Bummy Jab sent to jab em
Since the days of Adam
Befo' Eve flipped the script
It was predicted
For me to bring some shit like this
(That boy bad, that boy bad)
When i wig out i bring about terror
I'm bout cheddar
(Hah) They call me Mr perfect
Cause, I'm, simply without error (Per-fect-o)
You couldn't weather my endeavor
I'm too clever don't ever bring it to my
Square queer you know better
And if you creep up
(what?) prepare to meet the grim reaper
Appearin in your nightmares
Fuckin your sleep up

Oh, oh, oh, BTJ's call me Balboa
Swan call me Rock-ola hold the fort down
Reach out and punch somethin like a Motorola
Phone or pager for this ho i call
Her paper you may call her dough
But anyway i'll slay you for her
Any day! You know what?
I may just take you over, my way just
To get your face or your nose bussed
Say what?
The R-O-the, C-K'll show ya straight up
Don't fuck around
Burn cats like my name like was Coca-Cola
Wait up hold up! Don't make a, nigga roll up
Take your shines
Leave ya swoll up or with a taste or
Somethin smacked out your mouth, so ah
Slow up I hate to
Do your dirty MP now stands
For Make'em Pay brah

I'm rude
Abuse dudes that come late on they dues
Bring bad news like a baby
In they terrible two's
You did what to who? You's
A storier like the Waldorf
Niggas get hauled off
Suplexin maggots like I'm Paul Orndorf

You fuckin cornballs
We comin from another angle completely
My theory is
Can't none of y'all faggot niggas beat me
Get snuffed so stupid you may curse your dad
It's his fault
He shoulda warned you bout the Perfect Jab
Motherfuckers! Word up nigga
We'll knock you straight the fuck out
All y'all niggas
All y'all niggas who act like y'all want it
Y'all gonna get it nigga, word up

Hah, this is the Perfect Jab
Fuck with this boy you better curse your dad
Hah, this is the Perfect Jab
Step to this boy you better curse your dad
Don't be fuckin with this here, Perfect Jab
You better curse your dad
Worst luck you ever had
Times that times four, Triple that like R's
And we form a Square and whoop
Your monkey-ass from here to there
Word is Bon Jovi, heh
We will fuck you up, word up

MFC (for life!) FOR LIFE!