Clams Casino - I'm Not Smart lyrics

[Intro: Mr. White] It's hard to be me, i'm stupid, and ugly And kinda chubby and rapping is super dumb I watch Family Guy on Hulu, and shoot a verse in the poo poo Got 9 lives, like i got one tongue Shut the f** up, with your sorry criticism My prism is only open for your love And d**, and any bad thing you throw my way I'm open to it if it come in a dub [Verse 1: Mr. White] Not my usual, but i make it stupid tho I've always wanted to try the futile "money hoes" flow That you f**ers just love Um, what else to cover? Maybe the rough Lifestyle of which I come from? Slums only had two story house Every f**ing day i'd walk 2 blocks out Dangerous school yard sniffing me out, do ya like me? Hate me. Place me upside down Change fall out, "if you touch me ill shout" Ain't sh** changed, still with a group of rebellious losers Who like to do bad sh** no tutor We learned it from you mom, learned from watching you "Where's daddy? OK, i'll get a smoke from OSU" Big kids wanna punch me, kiddies wanna munch me, I'm ugly OG rapper Whitey's lovely Target, archery, viceroy, luxury Glamour and glitz you can't afford to rap as lame as me I'm a loser, chooser of beats over the rumors Generate fame and fair game sutors Get your suit up, it's cold out, a blizzard on the midst Gorilla in your midst when you get my ugly monkey a** pissed [Verse 2: Mr. White] f** it i guess I was slipping to think I could get away talking that dumb f** that old pace, with a tear covered face, say grace my legacy is done What did I leave to a world of sorry peeps who knew me as a fun f**ing c'est la vie, don't save me from what i've become A, lyrical masterpiece deceased for my time My dreams roll off the tongue and happen to rhyme All of my shine, starting to fade White has been gasping and slapping for days To make a damn track, for your a**es to love Why i do it? U O E N O, No more Blanco, my time is up 16 living in dreams, reality is waking up in the cum Too disgusting? it's a shame, i've been dead for the beat even came up (Dr. pepper in a styrofoam cup, Kool-aid, mixing it up) f** quotations f** probation, f** location Where we are is where it's up See me walking with a limp, cuz my mind got tired of keeping up f** everyone who disagree with me I'm luigi in a mansion, s**ing spirits, out of trees Dancing organ grinding sinus smoke signs reciting rhymes Getting grimy, two timey, i'm living die Cheating loser, use a pad, lost my mind Bout four dubs back, I need it back or a snack, damn munchies Feed me a rapper you know and love and f** if he ain't crunched by me Let the world end, c'est la vie [Outro] Let it end, Let it end Let it end, Let it end Let it end, Let it end