My Team, SUPREME

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]

Today's agenda, a nation exterminating the pius

Pray that you never die, don't care to be deemed the highest

Our right is founded by liars, righteous as my suppliers

The wonder where my supply is (Nigga, where them beats?)

Fuck a feature my ether is equal to each of your own

Embodied the balance of the world on my shoulders alone

But God bless America, my G's go hard

G's make dreams and these grams make gods

I'm so compelled might as well reach another step

Never took an L but still fresh without them double X

Manson ransom artificial anthems

Ladies say you handsome, these niggas throwing tantrums

Tripping to existence is often the labeled as miscreants

Cause we position it different real hard to make sense of it

Record labels make sense, we sensitive

Now we're acting senseless, fuck you, architect for president

[Verse 2: Meech]

I'm on my freeze time leaping in and out of portal shit

You on your prick your finger from a thorn, mere mortal shit

I'm on my Heath Ledger, I can't get my mind in order shit

Hitler had a bar mitzvah, portraits, slaughter shit

I am really that nigga call it quits get off my dick

Give the camera the finger every time I hear a flick

The code has been cracked and I'm the glitch, do you hear this shit

Like a rapping turd I swing on a track and serve

My rhyme scheme and my bars are finnit

I hear your shit and get a little narcoleptic

I admit your kind of boring, I was out touring

Stroking kittens with dimples that remind me of Lauren

London on thursday sunday I'm New Yorking

Brooklyn be the birthplace kings county caucus

Cut the malarkey yo-yo-you don't want no problem

The drama were zombies get off me

Some may say seeing him is like seeing God

See through all your transparency, oversee your facade

Dogs [?] like we paintings of them hounds playing poker

I'm Cesar Millan in the background taking notes

The potent, smoke up, hoes on my scrotum

Now the idle niggas always higher on the totem

I go son, headings like hooves get this one to blow us

With them colored code bullet holes on my...

[Hook:]

My team supreme stay clean lyrical dreams, zombie regime

We be that, we at where the weed and LCD at

On since I was born no such thing as relapse