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Intro:
After all these years, you would think Iâd need no introduction, right?
I had to reach back in the stash for this one. Bring back my man M-phazes.
And you know how we do, yeah.
Verse One:
Supastition is a leader who survived when most of them peeps had wrote âem off
a seasoned emcee, who lives and preaches the protocol
who never seems to please the elitists or the know-it-alls
but still got believers who witnessed and seen the bro involved the fans so in awe, itâs hard to tell if rappers are really
fresh or youâre impressed with them lowered bars
I spit the vocals hard, charged, never something subtle scream on these niggas like Iâm M.O.P. or Bumpy Knuckles Iâm indestructible, never accept the substitutes
never respect the suckers âcause they get love in the public view donât be a sheep to trends or CDs shipping
listen for dope lyrics, man fuck the smoke and mirrors
still got the flow down to a science like alchemy
undoubtedly, may any harsh doubter north or south of me be hung from a balcony high enough for a crowd to see even without a beat, my skill levels out of reach
Iâm the man, my pregnant mama said to honor Kam
the doctors saw the rap hands moving in my sonogram
so take a bow, I ainât talking âbout Madonna or Rihannaâs jam Iâm talking âbout my rhyming, homie Iâm a champ-
-pion beyond these songs I unleash on
my response be strong as the Viet Cong recon
begone, ainât no glamour and glitz or bright neon
lights, Iâm âbout to rise to new heights it wonât be too long
Chorus:
Iâm doing big things now. No more amateur pay. Canât none of yâall stand in my way.
Right now Iâm destructible
(Iâm indestructible)
On my rise to the top, failure is not an option
now that Iâm hot thereâs no stopping. Iâm in destructible (Iâm indestructible)
Verse two:
Roll out the red carpet, this thoroughbred artist rep hardest rap war vet, respect garnered like an ex-sergeant
who once took direct orders from his headquarters
all I needâs a metronome click to get started
then Iâll transition from a writer to a sketch artist
before I beg for stardom Iâd rather just Brett Favre it
hang up the jersey and cleats, Iâll stick to murdering beats
and strip âem down to a skeleton like a dead carcass
a lyricistâs spirit of hip hop I channel it
only in death will you stand next to me with a candle lit
the rhyme ruler, polish my mind like a fine jeweler
in this regular season Iâm unbeaten like Don Shula
labels are standing in line hoping I sign to âem
(they lose) Iâm more like Grey Goose, they want a wine cooler something cheap and watered down that they can mass produce and wonât knock âem on their ass, laugh but thatâs the truth
their lapdogs and their same flawed nonsense
I pass, dawg, I rap raw, I came, saw, conquered
I fought for my acclaim, never paid for it
never had to tap dance a day for it or needed a Drake chorus
a major label is nothing more than a slave quarter
your contracts get auctioned off to who they played golf with
I could school but there ainât enough tape for it
you think Iâd ever sell my soul, nigga wait for it? wait for it?
Chorus:
No more amateur pay.
Canât none of yâall stand in my way.
Right now Iâm destructible
(Iâm indestructible)
On my rise to the top, failure is not an option
now that Iâm hot thereâs no stopping. Iâm in destructible (Iâm indestructible)