Supastition - The Blackboard lyrics

(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 goes
I 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

I’m gone start it off with a dangerous intro
No better way to get you
Reacquainted with your kinfolk
It’s something dope to bump
In your residential and perfect timing
‘cause the music industry’s been slow I’m at
The blackboard trying to move back towards
That golden season
The reason I used to rap for
I’m warming up, I ain’t get loose in a minute
I run the new and old school
I’m like the superintendant
I hope my talent trickles down to
Future Supa descendants I never
Had to act a fool just for boosting my image
I’m so official
Gone blow in this bitch like
Match lit fuel you
Spit bull over beats more fit for Pitbull
Let’s get it straight my mark
In the game’s already i’m marvelous
You couldn’t carve a niche
With a machete blade
I’m steady played by DJs
Who carry heavy crates
In every state, they recognize dope I’m just
A better grade the love is unanimous
No amateur shenanigans for song listens
I see long distance as a Canon lense
Or Nikon, I’m rap’s lifelong icon
If you ain’t digging Supa
You ain’t heard me on the right song
Like Guru told us, man it’s mostly the voice
So I’m the posterboy for dope
Shit the culture enjoys
I’m co-sign by the greatest
Plus local endorsed
Now who’s Carolina’s illest? this ain’t
Multiple choice it’s Supastition

"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"

I’m so sharp
I sets it off so fresh of course
Like Joe Clark
Teaching lessons with excessive force
I’m professor Moye
Speak with an aggressive voice
Watch the room clap for this
Boom bap refresher course
These corny industry fools tried
To section us off
I’mma fill up their swimming
Pools with electrical cords
For shock value i’ll beat the Pac out of you
And ‘father whoop’ niggas in boxers and old
House shoes you ain’t rowdy at all
You’re just loud and mouthing off
Only talk about it
Bath towel soft as Pau Gasol
Blow the powder off these
Rappers stuck in infancy
Short temper? me? I come back
With a fucking infantry
I’m deadly as the weaponry
That a regime brings
So if my words were bullets
Then I would pull it
From a hundred miles away and still hit
A spot on your jean seams
Or shoot the soul patch
Off of Bruce Springsteen
So hats off to the rap boss from Greenville
From shows to passports
Everything seems filled a handsome fella
Hell I’m known to make
The queens squeal ironically
They wanna marry me just off my single
My supreme skills always get support on wax
I stand behind every offensive
Line like quarterbacks
This is sort of that lyricism crash course
I’m feeling like an old school teacher
At the blackboards it’s that raw!