Swank Master Raw - Brilliance lyrics

[Intro: Swa*kmaster Raw] It's the Supa Dupa - who? It's the Supa Dupa - who? It's the Supa Dupa It's the s*utty, sluggin' It's the Supa Dupa - who? It's the Supa Dupa [Verse 1: Swa*kmaster Raw] So droppin' out was the hardest to do Didn't want to waste time, so I had to stay true To me, you gave me 20 and I copped some trees And got lifted but the feeling's only temporary Our life is moving with the surface on these scratch I take time on my day just to sit and think back On the beginning days when Swa*kmaster was raw He was tall, wore colored skinny jeans and knew how to ball Funny, funny how we age so quickly playing with toys To the money but we still ain't rich Gotta provide for our families but we still ain't sh**, huh So I was told by a wise man that said I should Give on my soul to the next white man that's plottin' on Taking me over, is it my fault Should I drop off on my music, sh** and pick up ball [Interlude: Dyemond Lewis] And I don't know, I don't know [Verse 2: Dyemond Lewis] They call me the, Supa Slacka, the supa dupa superhero Super spectacular, the motherf**in' super negro Super aware, them f**ers will never catch me lackin' How dare you doubt my brilliance just because my pants are sagging? Young black and educated, eyes low and I'm elevated Not because I hit the blunt, it's in my genes I blame my pops Kick some sh** that they could feel, let them know there is some real You thinkin' you a spiritual, lyrical, f**in' monster? Just because you throwing a couple double entendre's? But, where is the subject matter? f** it, it doesn't matter Won't be subjected to being another pointless rapper Claiming that you ballin' cuz it comes with a profession It's a lesson learned from me, every time I hear you spit Sweet sugar coated lies coming from them chapped lips It's D.I.M.E.Z, keep it sacred, f** the fibs Not a fighter but you disrespect, I'll black and blue your ribs You know my slacka come first The money comes second Everything else come third I'm thanking Jah for these blessings f** them teachers them lessons ain't teach me sh** 'bout the real world I'm out here stressing So I'll say it again: It be the Supa Slacka, the supa dupa superhero Super spectacular, the motherf**in' super negro Super aware, them f**ers will never catch me lackin' How dare you doubt my brilliance just because my pants are sagging?