Lyrical Supremacy

[Intro - Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back]

Holden McNeil - "So, what brings you two dirt merchants to my neck of the woods?"

Jay - "Oh, I'll tell you what our necks are doing in your woods, where's our motherfuckin' movie check?"

McNeil - "Well, look at these morose motherfuckers right here, smells like somebody just shit in their cereal... BUNG! That was good, come in."

[Verse 1]

I spit lyrical supremacy, what these niggas been tellin' me

I'm 'bout to take it over, at least that's what I been yellin' G

Don't got alot of friends, all these niggas my enemies

I kill them all, predict their fall, we the fuckin' propellers, G

Rappin' on the track, connectin' with all my melodies

Ain' never buyin' all the fake dreams these niggas sellin' B

Snappin' on the beats, spittin' leavin' in ecstasy

Hip-hop might've died, but niggas we the successors, lead

We ain' fuckin' with wack niggas, none of yall fakin' fellas

I'm walkin' into the room, no denyin' success you smell us

I'm makin' lemonade like life was givin' me lemons

Hella smoke up in my blunt liftin' my feet like umbrellas

Never spit counterfeit, I could go to acapella

With hella metaphors like Amphetamines with some Stella

I'm always goin' hard, always give 'em the best of me

You never ballin' hard like you was chillin' Development League

All I do is winnin', never get the better of me

I'm killin' the track and all you doin' is buryin' feet

Covert Coup, walk through we heavy as Meek, belly the beats

Shit stinker than Wellington beef

Inhalin' we chief, paper readily breezed, we puff and pass like stellary Brees with celery please

Grapes, the fellas we leafed

We unexpectedly leaped onto the stage, we exploded

Muhfuckas it's potent, you shoulda known this

We opened the gates for mo' shit

You better respect the notion, THC potions, we smokin'

Ain' noone on my muhfuckin' level, that's right

[Break - Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back]

Daphne - "I think they passed out."

Fred - "Great, what do we do with them now?"

Shaggy - "Let's cut out their kidneys and sell 'em to the black market, leave 'em in a seedy motel bathtub full of ice."

Jay - "Check that shit out man, the internet!"

[Verse 2]

I'm comin' back with number two, they tellin' me to stop it

How 'bout a no, fuck you, take off your arms and chop it

Bass so loud, we threaten to bust out the speaker, pop it

Baby lift it up like elevators, and its hot so drop it

No, I'm not a gimmick, so pick up the tape and cop it

Walkin' through the streets, bitches, weed and money

Steady mobbin', knobbin'

No raw, please, cover it with whore cheese,

Ain' noone on my level so tell them divorcees

To stop hatin' 'fore I jump up like Jason Vorhees

Decapitate the bitches, now may I have the floor please?

Take that back, I'm 'bout to take it over

Guns up out the chopper and now tell them niggas that the wait is over

I'm the headliner of the show, ain' nobody better

Call it star power on them bitches like I'm Hugh Hefner

Bitch I'm Miley Cyrus, them know that you gon' buy it

Forcin' you to try it until you admit you like it

Like mind control, MK-ULTRA-marketed

Explosions from the underground like there was a shark in it

Yeah I'm uncontrollable so maybe you should market it

Give me billions of dollars and I'll think of carpetin' the pedal on the game

Til' I'm blue in the heart and face

I'mma smack the taste out your mouth for considerin' passin' ever on the ace

It's not about that paper but a nigga still up on that chase

[Break - Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back]