[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 you do, no, I can't be subdued
Dem man are devil worker
So man ah bun fire on you and your crew
[Verse 1]
Hello, hello, my name's Jack
They used to say I was swag until I brang N.A.S.T.Y back
A whole lot of niggas chatting crap 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, I can't be maxed
So fuck you and your crew and
Any other dudes that wanna take a cheap shot
Couple niggas 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 puss, the boy is a wuss
Got bored in Bush, soft like couscous
Me battling a popstar ain't a good look
[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 you do, no, I can't be subdued
Dem man are devil worker
So man ah bun fire on you and your crew
[Verse 2]
Yeah, what? Fuck 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 fuck up every party?
Eight man down and he still can't harm we
Willy Puss, 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
[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 you do, no, I can't be subdued
Dem man are devil worker
So man ah bun fire on you and your crew
[Verse 3]
Yeah, what? Yeah, child fucker, you want some of me?
Running up with chops on 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
Any yout him ah sprat, what does that make him?
Willy Puss is soft and cushy
I know a couple man that wanna backstreet the pussy
Take out the ting, slide it up in the pussy
I told them niggas 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
And Dirty D?" But Dirty D ain't done shit 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 motherfucker 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 N.A.S.T.Y, you likkle halfbreed inbreed
He wants to see Diz slewing me or my team, we reign supreme
I'll shit on you
And if you want a piece, I'll shit on you too
Come to your ends and shit on your crew
And I won't stop shit, shit, shitting 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
[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 you do, no, I can't be subdued
Dem man are devil worker
So man ah bun fire on you and your crew
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 you do, no, I can't be subdued
Dem man are devil worker
So man ah bun fire on you and your crew
[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 bitch arse nigga
I'm on top of the world right now
Yeah? What the fuck?
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, bitch
You slipped and you can't get up
You've been murked by the fucking Murkle Man
You've been murked by Ghetto
You've been murked by Sharky
I've duppied you twice, blud
It took you a fucking year to come back, you bitch arse
You even got murked by younger N.A.S.T.Y
You got murked by Bashy
You got murked by Van Damage
What the fuck?
You've been burnt, murked by Durrty Goodz
You've been murked by Titch
You little bitch
You've been murked by Frisco
What the fuck?
You can't talk to me
You piece of fucking disease, fucking rhino turd
You stale piece of fucking toad shit
N.A.S.T.Y, what?
Superstar was written by Nasty Jack.
Superstar was produced by Jon E Cash.
Nasty Jack released Superstar on Mon Aug 13 2007.