Lil Ugly Mane - Oedipus Rex lyrics

[Intro] All of the beats were provided by Shawn Kemp Came out, came out a city where they sleep on you Like you got boxsprings, pillows and sheets on you Came out, came out a city where they sleep on you Like you got boxsprings, pillows and sheets on you And now I'm getting money on you n***as You damn right I'm makin funny towards some n***as You damn right I spit a lungie on you n***as I ride for my n***as, f** you other n***as [Verse 1: Nickelus F] Yo, hand on the bible, I better confess I'm off the chain like my pops was in ‘76 Turned down straight dimes you would never reject ‘Cause I be that motherf**er, Oedipus Rex Now come buy a fight with a volcano You knew that this was stupid b**h I'm mount Vesuvius, you better not move a lick I'm super quick so they think I'm here to race somebody Nah, b**h I'm here to erase somebody Broke a** can't even afford to stay on tempo Broke a** can't even afford the Ford Tempo Broke a** can't even afford to stay focused Your broke a** can't even afford the Ford Focus I flow emotion on these n***as in the backpedal You ready to wife your first dime? sh**, I ashed several n***as hatin on that BBN (?) Would rather see themselves lose than to see me win Beep beep, my friend, you f*ggots is in the way Cro-Magnon man, I'll drag you into a cave They all carnivorous, even can remember this I'm like universal a** where the sh** (???) Check it, you ain't gotta come pay me homage I was out slangin dimes because momma wasn't makin dollars Huggin on the trees like I relate to koalas And the white girls be on me like Jonathon Taylor Thomas So even if I'm getting paid bi-weekly New clothes and shoes, I buy weekly [Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane] Study my rap task force Circus-maximus-lavish-like Petey pa** the mic I'm like a magnet for these raspy-talkin static types Wax at how I pa** the time Act like savages but SCATTER when I rap this line Corporation to mastermind Wrote records and pimped ‘em Watch ‘em throw their backs out for anything that glistens Wind up gettin their heart cut out and act surprised that they victims You ain't recognizing the virus you just medicating the symptoms I'm from the trash, I don't think about the past Thought about the future, all I wanna do is laugh I'm the paper with faces that controls your obsessions I'm the vapor escaping from the soul I'm possessing Came from messes, I'm the king but you got popped on and then you learned no lessons I spit till the snot gone plus my lunch and breakfast Get out my presence you completely disgust me, petey ‘n' ugly Only heaven above me is the cloud out the dutchie I like that pop when the record dusty Even more I like that pop when it hits you abruptly