Supreme Dj Nyborn - Versatility lyrics

rate me

[Verse 1]

The Supreme One is my name and title

Versatility describes this recital

Of rhymes, I wrote 'em, many will quote 'em

If this was an election, I'm sure you'd vote 'em

Number one, uno, no rhymes rate higher

If I was rulin', you'd call me sire

But I'm not, in this lifetime I choose to teach

Not to rule, not to preach

This lesson is entitled Versatility

It's an example of Supreme's ability

Agility, master of many styles

Alphabetically ordered, placed in proper files

But enough with the intro

The school bell has rung and I want you to know

Why I'm Supreme, still with me?

Nyborn is teaching Versatility

[Verse 2]

Verse two, of this lyrical lesson

By now I'm sure that you're guessin'

Who am I, or should I say who is he?

I'm the S-U-P-R-E-M-E

Don't understand? Should I define it?

Stop your tape, pause, rewind it

Break it down so you get the full effect

Are you ready? Check.

S is for Stupid, not dumb but dope and

U is for Unique, P's for potent

R is for rehearsal, so when I get to the E

It becomes Easy

To create Music, that's the M

The E signifies the End

But it still ain't over, until Supreme says it's over

And when you go you said he drove the

Crowd crazy, his style was kinda lazy

But then he got hype, and it amazed me

Broke the beat down, started wheelin'

The crowd was live cos they was feelin'

A full dose of musical madness

The competition didn't know I had this

Talent, or even the ability

To be teachin' Versatility

[Verse 3]

Verse three, what's it gonna be?

A funky rhyme from the S-U-P-R-E-M-E

Showin' suckas I could never be soft

You're tryna step to me? Step off

Cos I'm furious, the beat is bangin', my rhymes are kickin'

Time is runnin' out, the clock is tickin'

So many rhymes that your brain overloads

Then I ignite the fuse and it explodes

Another victory, a sucka sacrificed

Just a small step from paradise

For some it's dangerous, for some it's fun

For some it's over, for me it's only begun

And I'm about to get hype, hype I'm gonna get

You think I'm rockin? You ain't heard nuttin yet

Cos I got many rhymes, yet still a DJ

Destroying foes every day

Displayin' Versatility, just for you

The crowd, the audience, and this is what I'll do

Recite rhymes and still create cuts and

Make sure it's funky, so that you move your butts

And dance, to the rhythm that I know you like

You ain't wid it? Yeah, right

Don't play hard, you know you want more

This is verse three, next is four

So don't waste time, you're a slave to the rhyme

As soon as I grabbed the mic, you was mine

Cos I got ability, and much style

To teach Versatility, cos I'm versatile

[Verse 4]

I heard you want more, you just adore

My lyrics, so here's verse four

Of this lesson, class is still in session

Suckas did you study? Cos I'm giving a test in

Knowledge, and most have none

On a scale of one to ten you rate one

While Supreme on the other hand doesn't get rated

At least not till the scale's been updated

To accomodate a level of intelligence as high as mine

Like six, seven, eight or maybe nine...teen

See what I mean? Never underestimate Supreme

Although many claim to be, one remains to be seen

As the true Supreme, cos

It's not a title that's shared by many

And if you ask me, I'll say there's not any

Other, that can hang with the dark-skinned brother

And if one advances, then I'll smother

Suffocate, commit homicide

But from another point of view it's suicide

He shouldna broke, shouldna tried to step

Then he wouldn't of got choked

Strangled by the cord of my microphone

He shoulda left me alone

But he was stubborn, a non-believer

So I had to sic him like a Labrador Retriever

Chew him up, and spit him out

Teach him what bein' Supreme is all about

Cos I'm a teacher, not a fighter or a killer

I am the coolest, could never be none chiller

If you're tired, yo I'll go get a pillow

Cos I'm about to rock the mic like Attila

The Hun, yo this is fun,

I'm almost done...

But I'll never stop, until the beat cease

Yo, I'm outta here

Peace.

[Outro]

This is the Supreme DJ Nyborn with an extra special shout-out

to my girl Kenya, little brother Craig, the International

Brooklyn Posse, and the Payroll Posse. Yo, I'm comin' correct

in '89, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm outta here. Peace.