*featuring Jah Skills
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Well it's the super, the duper, the Landcruisin trooper
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?Take action? at times, they hang on my rhyme like Mr. Cooper
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I'm takin you to a zone that's much far from wackness
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So please could you tell me oh bud buddy can you hack this?
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Yo, oh no, grab a hold of fadeables, gettin her flows on
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like FloJo, rhymes in a marathon
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Smooth like chocolate, so call me Big Mamma Kane
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Feels like another one goin out for her reign
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Step back, because I happen to be on that plus tax
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I got more subscribers than HBO or Cinemax
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Nile at the mile I rip style after style
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Crack dope in all the vials, ooh I'm glad I used Dial
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Cause they can't get funky when I'm singin my song
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but I just flow on, and so on, I'm stinky cause I roll on
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And then I hear rhyme callin I won't give it a rest
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That's how I got the motherfuckin Super on my chest
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[chorus]
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[Snoop:] Fly through the sky gettin love
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[?:] the whole wide world will watch me
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[repeat 2X]
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Mister it's the, Masta Aces of the spade
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Rappin skills are thinner than niggaz on AIDS
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Up up and away it's the Super Soul Sis
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I talk so much shit I got, halitosis
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I knows this, I flows this, I'm funky, you stank
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You a walkin blood bank I whip y'all with my shank
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Danks for the memories, remember me no remedies
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or end in the vicinity or catch a cap like a Kennedy
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Cause I'm the Superwoman rapper I deserve a hail
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Chasin MC's, got em on the run like Smurfs from Azrael
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No bluff, the magic I puff, I'm chokin sho nuff
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I'm takin a bite out of rappers if my name was MC Negra
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[Warren G:] She's hotter than the South land on fire
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All you MC's desire, to run through my pyre
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I'm turnin heads like the Exorcist while flexin this
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Cause it's the Super Soul Sis
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[chorus]
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Sat on the outside, but now I'm the arena
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A superfly mackadocious one you never seen a
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soulful, cause I got a bowl-full of soul
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Strollin because I have no vehicle to roll
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But bring it bring it back to the topic of the solar mind
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I can flow upbeat, to a slow beat, and be off beat and still on time
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I rhyme, and swim waves of soul like Billy Ocean
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Never ashy, lyrics that soothe ya like some lotion
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Cause I can Krush any Groove bust on any move ya make
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I keep my rhymes attached, like trains to a freight
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Break ya Achey like Billy Ray, I'm fuckin up the industry
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And fins to be, Nanu Nanu like Mork and Mindy
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[chorus]
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Super Soul Sis
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Warren G |