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Superthug

This song is by N.O.R.E. and appears on the album N.O.R.E. (1998).

I抦, I抦 actually waitin on the bus now
He said we have some kind of special assignment or something
He抯 supposed to be callin?me, like any minute now, any minute
Hold on, hold on, lemme get the phone
Hello? Jackson here
Ya, what? you found Manuel Noreaga?
In the Philippines?
He has a mansion?
Ok, we on it, on it, right now... right

(Noreaga and Neptunes)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what) (superstar)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what)
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,(what, what, what) (superstar)

(Noreaga)
Aiyyo, we light a candle
Run laps around the English channel
Neptunes, I got a cockerspaniel
We on the run now, yo, it ain抰 no fun now
And where I go, you niggas can抰 even come now
You ain抰 the lord, nigga, break it, I don抰 care
And when ya get caught, remember that I don抰 care
N.O.R.E., nothin' but the atmosphere
Yo for now we on the run, yo if that ain抰 clear
Weak niggas wanna stick, you but that ain抰 fair
You we down in vegas, money, skies too courageous
And yo, I抦 on the run, but still rip stages
And call me animal thug, when I抦 in cages
I used to proof phrases, rolled dice with no aces
Now I抦 just included in the oasis
Gotta take faces, no time for car races
Check my sky, tell I got five pages

Yo hit Lousiana, then Atlanta, Indiana
Forget a city slicker got country grammar
Aiyyo we goin' places, where my sound scan ain抰 tough
So when I say I ain抰 Nore, yo it ain抰 that rough
I leave the jake in my fake, askin all this stuff
I gotta keep my mouth shut and don抰 say what, what
But yo its hard to, Netherlands got the heart to
Yo from New Orleans, L.A., V.A. to Queens
The I-95, now we hit the Philippines
But now its different, we gotta stay sober
Yo, communicate, startech, motorola
Keep it on the hush hush, don抰 talk to much
Thugged out entertainment, you know we touch
All our whips got navigation
While you whips is just garbation
Is you knowin' what you facin?

This is the life yo, of a superstar
Fly ass mansions, and a million cars
Gotta get the cash yo
And its live or die
The Neptunes and Noreaga
The limit is the sky ...hit em?
Yo, lemme, do it again, do with the wind
Last album was a eight, this one is a ten
And when Capone come home, we gon?triple the cent
Yo I love my family, treat my folks of kin
Rockin' air and better, like a Mexican
Shottin?at my pops, cause yo next to him
He told me every thug nigga is a gentlemen
So I took heed, take my time sitll won抰 speed
Yo a nigga got kids, so my family need
A little more than they used to get
Real, not the duplicate
Takin' no fours, makin' y抋ll just recoupin?it
Doin'?it up, tell me whatcha wanna do wit?it
Capone抯 plan, passport to foreign lands
Overseas in Japan, politickin with Chan
Yo, N-E-P-T-U-N-E-S
The way they lace a beat like on of the best, what?

Yo, N.O.R.E., Nore, sep?fo?now we on the run eatin
Yo, N.O.R.E., Nore, sep?fo?now we on the run eatin
Yo, N.O.R.E., Nore, sep?fo?now we on the run eatin

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