[Rockin Squat]
When I set it, They'll never get it
Yo brotha it's got to be copacetic
One time, yo they never get it, yo they'll never get it...yeah
[Supernatural]
While some choose to live the life of perfection
I choose to roll with an Underground Connection (x2)
Under makes me wonder, feel the thunder
Lightning voracious from one nation
Supernatural, black individual
That book is lyrical
I cometh to make the crowd go hysterical
With spiritual lyrics, I kick these free's
I sit back with the brothas, parlay
Hit the treez on the corner
In ciphers I'm the pied piper, lyrical sniper
Gettin' busy, there's no one hyper
Who is it?
I'm causing a blizzard with these lyrics
Me & ROCKIN' SQUAT we come to blow up the spot
Is you is, or is you not my b-boy?
I kick these lyrics as I start to break & destroy
Any breathcy boy MC that wants to battle with my lyrics rattle
I saddle you up just like you're a cattle
Come on, make these rhymes start to move
Teleport to a different planet, back in this groove
Don't stop! Get it, get it when I start to kick it
Nobody could understand that Supernatural is wicked
You been evicted from this song and sector
Who is the one that gets busy like Hannibal Lector
[Rockin' Squat]
Yo Supernat check this s*** out!
espagnol?
pourquoi c'est du citron?
la langue de Molière prisonnière du ciment,
traversant les océan sans perdre son élan,
yo for those who doesnt understand a word,
check the dictionary it's the same cold world,
alors accroche-toi quand a**assin est là,
le rap redevient le média traqué par les polices de défense de l'état,
un maximum de réflection anime cette connection,
c'est bien connu quand une chanson puise son inspiration,
dans le malaise des baffons, sa devient de la formation,
et l'information n'est bonne que quand elle sert les intérêts de Babylone,
c'est le duel du fond sur la forme, du kilo sur la gomme, de l'enfant face au hommes,
alors dans limpalbaliter des probabilité,
je donne une vision aiguisé qui na un sens,
que si on avance en suivant le balancement de chaque son qui dance, du South Bronxjusqu'à paris en France
[Paroles Française]
[Chorus]
While some choose to live the life of perfection
I choose to roll with an Underground Connection (x4)
[Supernatural]
Yoyoyoyo, transform, roll out
Supernat's about to go for another time out
I get busy with these lyrics when I'm dropping my rhymes
Don't step too shiftly, I am half land mine
Embedded, hesitant
Secure the government
Step into the White House
a**assinate
Leave no evidence
Fly, brotha, straight towards the sky
Get real, hip hop, black, it will never die
Don't want to take it away
Don't wanna put it on a record
Don't wanna put it on wax
But I bring the fax
<tutututututu>-fax sound-
Ahh there's a wack b-boy in my sector
Eject tapes there will be no escapes
Supernatural has come to take all the tapes
I freestyle leaving MCs embarrass
ssshh and any...? in Paris
When I set it, They'll never get it
Yo brotha it's got to be copacetic
One time, yo they never get it, yo they'll never get it...yeah
[Supernatural]
While some choose to live the life of perfection
I choose to roll with an Underground Connection (x2)
Under makes me wonder, feel the thunder
Lightning voracious from one nation
Supernatural, black individual
That book is lyrical
I cometh to make the crowd go hysterical
With spiritual lyrics, I kick these free's
I sit back with the brothas, parlay
Hit the treez on the corner
In ciphers I'm the pied piper, lyrical sniper
Gettin' busy, there's no one hyper
Who is it?
I'm causing a blizzard with these lyrics
Me & ROCKIN' SQUAT we come to blow up the spot
Is you is, or is you not my b-boy?
I kick these lyrics as I start to break & destroy
Any breathcy boy MC that wants to battle with my lyrics rattle
I saddle you up just like you're a cattle
Come on, make these rhymes start to move
Teleport to a different planet, back in this groove
Don't stop! Get it, get it when I start to kick it
Nobody could understand that Supernatural is wicked
You been evicted from this song and sector
Who is the one that gets busy like Hannibal Lector
[Rockin' Squat]
Yo Supernat check this s*** out!
espagnol?
pourquoi c'est du citron?
la langue de Molière prisonnière du ciment,
traversant les océan sans perdre son élan,
yo for those who doesnt understand a word,
check the dictionary it's the same cold world,
alors accroche-toi quand a**assin est là,
le rap redevient le média traqué par les polices de défense de l'état,
un maximum de réflection anime cette connection,
c'est bien connu quand une chanson puise son inspiration,
dans le malaise des baffons, sa devient de la formation,
et l'information n'est bonne que quand elle sert les intérêts de Babylone,
c'est le duel du fond sur la forme, du kilo sur la gomme, de l'enfant face au hommes,
alors dans limpalbaliter des probabilité,
je donne une vision aiguisé qui na un sens,
que si on avance en suivant le balancement de chaque son qui dance, du South Bronxjusqu'à paris en France
[Paroles Française]
[Chorus]
While some choose to live the life of perfection
I choose to roll with an Underground Connection (x4)
[Supernatural]
Yoyoyoyo, transform, roll out
Supernat's about to go for another time out
I get busy with these lyrics when I'm dropping my rhymes
Don't step too shiftly, I am half land mine
Embedded, hesitant
Secure the government
Step into the White House
a**assinate
Leave no evidence
Fly, brotha, straight towards the sky
Get real, hip hop, black, it will never die
Don't want to take it away
Don't wanna put it on a record
Don't wanna put it on wax
But I bring the fax
<tutututututu>-fax sound-
Ahh there's a wack b-boy in my sector
Eject tapes there will be no escapes
Supernatural has come to take all the tapes
I freestyle leaving MCs embarrass
ssshh and any...? in Paris