Code Red America - Supra Lyrics

Breaking down the fucking door
Well that's all been said before
Here to change this filthy place
With something that is real and raw
Rappers getting pedicures
While I'm killing emperors
Stealthy like the predator
Snaky like a senator
Number one competitor
We cut you like you an editor
These children got that influenza
Better take their temperature
Sick of all this fucking shit
Call this track the enema
Call this shit whatever brah
Life is short remember brah
Fucking with this cheddar brah
Life is short be clever brah
I ain't got no time for this
I'm getting shit together brah
Trying to get this better brah
We gonna see who better brah
Give it up, never brah
We taking up the area
Causing mass hysteria
Sicker than Malaria
Relentless on the people
Like the guns in North America
Yo you got a problem brah
You don't have a problem brah
Your rappers sucking so much dick
We gonna call you Monica
We're hotter than the sun, even in the winter time
We keep it moving even when we cross the finish line
We'll show you how to get this mother fucker energized
So get it poppin cause we're here to get the party live
So get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I have em reaching for the sky
Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I got these people getting live
Play your position man
And better give the kid respect
You look like circus clowns
Better yet some insects
Probably born from incest
Pink hair like a princess
Some producers mistress
Fruity like some bitches
Yes you fruity bitches
What the hell will be next
Snowflake mother fucker
Shoot em hugs and kisses
Shoot em slugs and ditches
Throw them in the kitchen
Make them wash the dishes
Make them earn the business
What the hell is this shit
A buncha damn misfits
We come to tear down the wall and everything in this shit
Forever like I'm Ripken
But kill em with my pitching
No I'm not bitching
I just started twitching
I son you like I'm liston
I slap you like I'm pimping
I run you like the the crimson
I'm making you my victim
You cannot get rid of me
I'm like a drug addiction
Hit you from all sides
Like a fucking contradiction
We're hotter than the sun, even in the winter time
We keep it moving even when we cross the finish line
We'll show you how to get this mother fucker energized
So get it poppin cause we're here to get the party live
So get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I have em reaching for the sky
Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I got these people getting live

Breaking down the fucking door
Well that's all been said before
Here to change this filthy place
With something that is real and raw
Rappers getting pedicures
While I'm killing emperors
Stealthy like the predator
Snaky like a senator
Number one competitor
We cut you like you an editor
These children got that influenza
Better take their temperature
Sick of all this fucking shit
Call this track the enema
Call this shit whatever brah
Life is short remember brah
Fucking with this cheddar brah
Life is short be clever brah
I ain't got no time for this
I'm getting shit together brah
Trying to get this better brah
We gonna see who better brah
Give it up, never brah
We taking up the area
Causing mass hysteria
Sicker than Malaria
Relentless on the people
Like the guns in North America
Yo you got a problem brah
You don't have a problem brah
Your rappers sucking so much dick
We gonna call you Monica
We're hotter than the sun, even in the winter time
We keep it moving even when we cross the finish line
We'll show you how to get this mother fucker energized
So get it poppin cause we're here to get the party live
So get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I have em reaching for the sky
Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I got these people getting live
Play your position man
And better give the kid respect
You look like circus clowns
Better yet some insects
Probably born from incest
Pink hair like a princess
Some producers mistress
Fruity like some bitches
Yes you fruity bitches
What the hell will be next
Snowflake mother fucker
Shoot em hugs and kisses
Shoot em slugs and ditches
Throw them in the kitchen
Make them wash the dishes
Make them earn the business
What the hell is this shit
A buncha damn misfits
We come to tear down the wall and everything in this shit
Forever like I'm Ripken
But kill em with my pitching
No I'm not bitching
I just started twitching
I son you like I'm liston
I slap you like I'm pimping
I run you like the the crimson
I'm making you my victim
You cannot get rid of me
I'm like a drug addiction
Hit you from all sides
Like a fucking contradiction
We're hotter than the sun, even in the winter time
We keep it moving even when we cross the finish line
We'll show you how to get this mother fucker energized
So get it poppin cause we're here to get the party live
So get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I have em reaching for the sky
Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up, Get em up
I got these people getting live