JUS ALLAH - Supreme lyrics

rate me

[Jus Allah]

Jus Allah is black god, runaway slave with back scars

Devil won't let me in the cave, I'm blackballed

Niggaz ain't fuckin' with the sciences, at all

For every five divine, there's 95 slapped jaws

I fuck dimes, but I fucked a couple wack jawns

Pussy something that a nigga just act on

I can't help it, it's magnetic attraction

I can't melt in the sun, unless it's passed on

I'm the last born, the fucking end all

Marine tiltin' the machine like pinball

My niggaz fiend for the green like a menthol

When the fiend doesn't have a weed and some tin foil

We earn our stripes, turn out dikes

Smoke out, the sight brother, wanna burn off bikes

The anamoly, niggaz need to turn off mics

More idealogy, then you can learn off Christ

Set ya motherfuckin' mind, I'm the best you can find

It's like, lightning, striking consecutive times

Allah gave me extra shine, extra divine

The finest flesh mankind's ever designed

You ugly motherfuckers got a reason to be leaving now

Soap season on the hethen's and the reason now

We forever foes, beef will never close

Til you laughing in the pose in your dress clothes

[Chorus: Jus Allah]

Supreme, we shall reign supreme

We shall reign supreme

We shall reign supreme

We shall reign supreme

[Jus Allah]

We the motherfuckin' supremes, but not the African queens

It's like, having a dream in red, black & green

Jus Allah is no trick, what magic is seen

You got devils, but then you got immaculate beings

The rap kings, y'all can't rap, what the fuck's that?

Motherfuckers sound gay like love shacks

Bitches I fuck, give me head and lick the nut sacks

And when I don't give a fuck, I never have the glove strapped

You against me, niggaz is pigmy

Make you fucking slaves like Fonzworth Bentley

You fucking fags, I rhyme like I'm in another class

You sound strange like questions undercovers ask

You just a joke, you no where near close

Motherfucker the seed, run weird like queer folks

You got rings in the wrong fuckin' earlobes

Hope God shows mercy on your meer soul

One mention of Allah and the tears roll

Fear grows in the motherfuckin' spear slows

One rhyme from divine, and the mind snaps

Spy cracks, there's a motherfuckin' time lapse

[Chorus x2]