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letra de superstar - nasty jack

[chorus]
don’t you know me by now?
i’m a superstar
he tried to slew me but still couldn’t do me
that boy ain’t got no heart
why? ’cause i’m a winner
whatever i do, no, i can’t be subdued
dem man are devil worker
so man ah bun fire on you and your crew

[verse 1]
h-llo, h-llo, my name’s jack
they used to say i was swag until i brang n.a.s.t.y back
a whole lot of n-ggas chatting cr-p like they can’t get slapped
all talking tough like joey crack
i told you, stop smoking crack
if you’re gonna battle rap, stick to facts [?]
so f-ck you and your crew and
any other dudes that wanna take a cheap shot
couple n-ggas down but so what? still hot
you poptarts really lost the plot
i know real badman from e3
said he don’t roll weed, he rolls with bare machines
don’t see you pon street
let alone avenue, who are you tryna slew?
not me, silly p-ss, [?]
born in bush, [?] like couscous
me battling a popstar ain’t a good look

[verse 2]
yeah, what? f-ck eskimo bill
he’s used the same bars for years to get a wheel
he thinks he’s top ah top ’cause he got a pop deal
big comedian like harry and phil
why does he hate n.a.s.t.y?
is it because he got murked by sharky?
is it because we f-ck up every party?
eight man down and you still can’t harm we
w-lly p-ss, you’ve got to go
you’ve been murked by bash, ghetto and frisco
baby sham ran off when you left him with a hole
if i got bored up, five shots to the dome
what did you do? you went running to the hoe
scared that sham was gonna come to your home
you claim that you roll deep, you roll so alone
you’re a blatant female, you should know your role

[verse 3]
yeah, what? yeah, child f-cker, you want some of me?
running up [?] rinse from double-0-3
confusing me with jason ramsay
my name’s blades from bush, go ask about me
if he smokes crack and he’s always got the clap
[?] what does that make him?
w-lly p-ss is soft and gushy
i know a couple man that wanna backstreet the p-ssy
take out the ting, slide it up in the p-ssy
i told them n-ggas that he’s not like me
he just spits grimy about the time he found my phonebook
and ’bout “why me”, he’s like “nj, why me?”
[?] but dirty d ain’t done sh-t to me
you’re a poptart, straight industry while i’m in the street
and you got a pickle habit that you need to feed
another motherf-cker telling fairytales
another fruitcake in a fairy world
you know very well
if i want to, i can harm you
if you had a mash, i could slap you up and disarm you
catch you in the manor, dry african palm you
it’s two g and n.a.s.t.y, you likkle halfbreed inbreed
you wanted to see diz slewing me or my team [?]
i’ll sh-t on you
and if you want a piece, i’ll sh-t on you too
come to your ends and sh-t on your crew
and i won’t stop sh-t, sh-t, sh-tting on you
you know who
i’m the head busser
the w-e-s-t punani gusher
why you getting mad ’cause they love me in the manor?
smooth mover, yeah, they call me the dan dada

[outro]
what? n.a.s.t.y
me, nasty jack
repping n.a.s.t.y to the fullest
know how we do
you can’t touch me, you likkle poptart b-tch -rs- n-gga
i’m on top of the world right now
yeah? what the f-ck?
you can’t bring it to n.a.s.t.y, always putting us in your rhymes
like you’re even on our level now
you slipped, b-tch
you slipped and you can’t get up
you’ve been murked by the f-cking murkle man
you’ve been murked by ghetto
you’ve been murked by sharky
i’ve duppied you twice, blud
it took you a f-cking year to come back, you b-tch -rs-
you even got murked by younger n.a.s.t.y
you got murked by bashy
you got murked by van damage
what the f-ck?
you’ve been burnt, murked by durrty goodz
you’ve been murked by t-tch
you little b-tch
you’ve been murked by frisco
what the f-ck?
you can’t talk to me
you piece of f-cking disease, f-cking rhino t-rd
you spit your piece of f-cking [?] sh-t
n.a.s.t.y, what?

- nasty jack

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