Super wars
Wars, wars
Super wars
In the super wars

[Verse 1]
In a galaxy of rap, my run was Brooklyn
But there were other super worlds with [?] girls, street pearls from hoodlums
For instance, on a planet Bronx, legends say they was the first spitter that had landed on rocks
They raised war against a sector called Queens who claim of they planet of rocks they were the kings
The battle took place, almost blew their bridge to smithereens
Producer and the Kangol rapper, head in the guillotine
It was ovеr to the soldiers we built likе philistines
A Tribe Called for a Quest to find the Illmatic team
In the other universe called Harlem, they had spaceships
New York had a problem, but rappers would solve ‘em

Super wars
That's what it was
Super wars

[Verse 2]
There were wordsmiths and vocab lords to stab you with swords
Wait, look at the word “swords”
Drop the ’s’ off swords
It’s just words that’ll kill you when the days brought super wars and galaxy awards
Lot of rappers fronting, they act hard
Claiming the greatest of all time
GOATS get sacrificed on altars before the rap gods
Collapse stars, like this time when this kid tried to battle
He threw his rap, pushed my partner's head back
“Yo, I can’t believe he just said that"
Vicious on his attacks
He planned to leave the kid heart line flat
But somewhere, I mustered up the strength
A dagger rap with gothic angels attached
Right into his disrespectful heart
And the crowd witnessed me rip him apart
Within the super wars
Super wars, super wars
It's crazy

[Verse 3]
There was Prince Destroyer amongst the real rap warriors
Then knock on your door, we came to war
“Yo, this was in the hood, correct?”
N***as disrespect
Yo, Priest wore wolf skin with a bull headdress
Viking shield, within his heart, lightening field
Strike through his veins
When he write, gargoyle blood and witch’s pussy taste the same
“Yo, how you know that?”
On top of that, galactic tactics from Sumerian tablets
Voodoo practice
God blessed the animal and the virgin that I rap with
Astro graphics, atomic angels and outer gods
Pledge allegiance, I take the head of demons
Then the winds carry my wings to the secret place
Divine stillness, the realness
The astral image with no ending
The MF DOOM meets Kool Keith, battles in space
Hands collapse in prayer
Celestial disc, then wing glow, paintings of a king, get stoned
Walter Reed, all upon my altar must bleed
Chief deity just advocated by the planet of the coffin
Celestial ban, there’s no walking
There’s infinite rewards, lyrical swords, Stanley’s family
Slay the evil horde, it’s super wars
Super wars, super wars
Super war
Word, '88, '89
Nah mean?
Super wars
'92, '94
Even back in Cold Crush
Super wars
Uh, Planet Rock, Force MCs
Master Don and the Def Committee