Supa Dupe - Newham Generals

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

That’s me, budubupbup

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

It’s who-who?

That’s me-me

Head get mangled and dangled

To the side just like I wear my Kangol

Nowadays, I want heart attack a vandal

Try test me, you’ll get manhandled

I’ve got bullies that like to mingle on road

Especially in the dancehall

And if it slides, I’ll come to take pull

Find my team from a next angle

Bullets are flying diagonal

Turn your head into a semicircle

Then go into a triangle

Head from angle

Three-dimensional

Lose your head far from the circle

Bullets will fly

You better look into the mirror, it’s a miracle

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

That’s me, budubupbup

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

It’s who-who?

That’s me-me

Bare MCs think they’re heavy like metal

Say they’ve got dough but they ain’t got a shekel

And the city be gassed up, looks effed like Ethel

Them MCs but Hyde but can switch like Jekyll

Will sting your ice kettle just like a

Draw for the metal, the belt buckle

Careful, don’t talk trouble with the Double

In a war, I will leave you in a lyrical puddle

Pretty hard, not cuddle

put you back together like a puzzle

Hold your mout shut like you were in a muddle

All them pricks

Not gonna to the side of your temple

If they’re simple, get popped like a pimple

Bound to the D Double, forget the ting call

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

That’s me, budubupbup

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

It’s who-who?

That’s me-me (oh my gosh)

Smash, slash, head up on the dash

Ps and fat gash, take your stash of cash

Next time, don’t act flash

So man don’t get busy with the draw for the mash

Think you’re a big boy cause you got a dash?

Bullets will catch a fed like a rash

Draw for the mash in a flash

Everybody sky like a rave got gassed

Come out of nowhere just like a car crash

Life get taken away like plus

When it comes for the cash, standard, I’ve gotta get a mash

Too many haters looking to lash my stash of cash

smoking ash

After that, they ain’t got no gash

So they put on

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

That’s me, budubupbup

Supa dupe, ooh, ooh, dirtee-tee

It’s who-who?

That’s me-me (oh my gosh)