[Intro: Big Rube] The Idea of Beautiful Lets begin Beauty is so much more than just skin The feast of the eyes supplies a mere fraction of what lies within Not just the curves of hips and lips, its the mind that draws me in The fellowship of good friends even closer than blood kin Love in, love out, is a route where we all win Blue skies, green gra**, clean oceans and calm winds The family ties, bonds last, a child cries and life begins Eventually ends, begins again, an infinite cycle of perfect tens A infant disciple sent to recycle your knowledge is born of beautiful blends So peace and blessings, long life, no stressing, true beauty effervescent from deep within [Intro 2: Rapsody] Yo, yo, I care about 'em too much [You need to wake yo a** up] To not say nothing They too beautiful, right?! [You need to wake yo a** up] You gotta get up, get out, and get something, right! [You need to wake yo a** up] Jamla, the squad, yo [You need to] [Verse 1: Rapsody] Wake yo a** up, get yo a** up Water on yo' face, get yo' edges touched Get yo'self a job, get yo'self a check Give ya mama some, sleeping on her set Every day you wake, j**elry on your neck Got a little girl, she ain't got a dress, shoes or some socks Hardly seen her yet, playing Madden 12 Brother, Get yo'self together [You need to wake yo a** up] Empty liquor cup, spent the week drankin Money on a blunt, no wonder you ain't bankin Wake yo a** up, n***a, f** it start thinkin Chilling in the cut, tryna be the man Rims on your car, no gas in the can Boy, get yo'self a plan [You need to wake yo a** up] Get yo'self a goal, wanna be a star? Take it in the hole, shoot in the cold Get a early start, get up early baby when nobody in the park Two-a-days like the arc, practice on yo' sk** Shoot it in the dark, baby, you a star [You need to wake yo a** up] Friends that you love, saw um' last week Hugging on your girl, trust ain't real Baby, this real, only trust n***as That wanna see you build [You need to wake yo a** up] Hangingin the club, Wednesday to Sunday Pouring in yo' cup Pouring in yo' cup Pouring in yo' cup Why you think liquor stores on every corner that we strut? [You need to wake yo a** up] Shelton Spike Jackson, mentally we packing AKs and magnums Radio a daily mind f** if you ask um But, the average wouldn't know it, Bo Jackson [You need to wake yo a** up] We royal like Tut, King's baby boy Hold yo head up You need to wake yo a** up Wake yo a** up, wake yo a** up [You need to wake yo a** up]