Who's the ugly motherf**er stepping in clean? With a force of a dream on a course to be seen Who's this pretty ugly dude sliding to the right? With a gla** full of gusto, smoking on a pipe He only hit hookah with two beauties in the room Don't talk to no girl with a nose full of white Might be on some Drake sh**, don't take chicks in singles only chicks in two's, you know the song He will spot you on the fake sh**, I feel it in your presence, the quotes out his mouth, and there goes the gong The sound shows you're wrong, and it's best to hoard Don't move once you go rules on the chessboard You can plan, you can plot, take your hand make a knot Write a song for the worried and invest to record I suggest you allure to the fact of the matter You're sore on your back off the crack from the ladder The climbing machine and the past in which You went fast to itch now you've pa**ed your pitch Didn't last one bit, off your a** you'll get Hurry past your pit Fall deep in the badder Yes get baked, and sit for 20 minutes Do you present your case for time of funny business Do you stand grand to witness, your grandstand of fitness In the mind is overweight, hand in hand for sickness Get this out of your head one time, get the money Dollar bill sitting in the bank I smoke like Paul, John George and Ringo Yellow submarine with an oxygen tank, like... What's this I cee Motherf**ers really try to compete with the GOD I like p**y love p**y But you more p**y than a suburban COP Try to put me in a box you get a ticket off the blessing, acting boshey in the spot Roll a ten or a twenty you can miss me with the pot Hit 8ths like bad batter, moving from the top Shook hands with trife fellas, making their life work white and green for the green Shook hands with holders, got a lessons from the men who disagreed with a fist fight Because all the way around it will never be cool to be a gangster We gloried the sh** through our headphones and at the block Advance in the greatness or plan to get got I saw that clear, made a step in the direction to avoid the cost Now I am here, Mr. C so nice I get annoyed when I have to floss Because weak ones around me show off they insecurities and certainties that are really uncertainties and personally I think it's worse to be brash over throwing curse to me, hurts to cee the first degree of a thirsty seed working to earn and succeed, meanwhile all I can understand that the earth can breed in front of mercury, thats a metaphor speaking on your solar system, that's why the sun doesn't burn to me Sing it cat daddy, your the reason why the woman d-d-dropping out the panties Tell emergency What? Tell emergency? You need to get up off your a**..emerge and cee What are you going to cee in the atmosphere? Do you think in your mind...at most fear? Peace and Love (The Sun King) You will know we keep it tight And we will go with all our might and We will strive from day to night And will we sing out before the fight Go (Jimmy Carter) I got a problem with y'all playing a** people Keeping on forgetting that we all are really equal What's the real difference, and why do I have to test it? When you tell me it's skin tone, you are not getting the message How can it be, you are obviously dumb We come from different parts of the sun as far as distance Areas from a ma**ive earth, questions on who tapped it first White is first, no black is first, you know that is a backwards search When you do the math, it works Y'all so scared to be one whole body of life even at undeniable worth Then religion marks its turf Y'all say m**ms terrorize but the Klan was never considered Christian whenever they sparked a church A beginner's pity, living in the suburbs for the first time and the cops are bigger douche bags than in the inner city At least vet jakes are okay, better piece at mind with the savvy Mostly young pigs will be stupid..mad trigger-happy But that is stupid, lonely families with lost fathers And sons and daughters, 5 mill is never a compromised offer Usually I'm a mess to the untrained eye But you can say that I'm a sun stained guy, do you get it yet? I'll explain it, try an early fate Had a dream with Yams teaching me dope handshakes in front of the pearly gates For any Rodriguez, smoke gra** till I can't stand up Had the God on my wall with the mob throwing they hands up Got advice for fools John Cena demeanor, outside of the ring I got Sabu demeanor inside the ring Hardcore Carter HBK king sing Sweet chin music to your bloody nose ring Getting smarter everyday Thats a secret man... In other words I like to show and prove, sin! Break it up, grind weed with a photo of Bob he's telling me no bread for the living So I be walking around with a headless giving A giving of peace and a giving of pa**ion Don't you ever sound rushed Cop a plea like a run for a bus Never cee it like a nun and a bust Peace to RTJ I k** mics on my LP And 39 stay dropping hot sh** Fresh and clean like my Sun in a tux Jimmy Carter getting money Versace store appearances every 9 months Made the King get a return receipt And trust what we burn ain't cheap Had Ben Franklin ship the Cera from Santa Clara Mary still my main don't f** with no wedas Hey speaking on the subject When you Amy Schumer ugly you don't get talked to I ain't creeping to the club yet Only bottles getting popped is the liqueur at the crib Invite me over sugar Your roommates and us can blaze and get real nice Feel the pleasure from inside you Let me get on that like Roy on ice You know you want it I can cee it in your eyes Let a man know what the plan be I got rubber money and Uber money So I don't need a ride and you don't need a plan b Yo that was too easy Watch me go rounds like my nickname Cotto Que tu sabes Princessa, I know that tight thing good and your daddy got dough though SnapChat your friends, before and after pics I'll let you do your thing I'm a Triz Nain animal I just want Pun to be happy Come down and crown the king I say what? Come down and crown the king I say what? Come down and crown the king? Triz Nain animal I just want Pun to be happy Come down and crown the king It's like that (Maxx 39) I told the God do his f**ing thing Sun King had a voice; I let him f**ing sing And when he said Yams came to us in a f**ing dream He ain't lying, magnified through supplying scenes I also seen Steez, walking in the terminal I felt a quiet easy Rocking a thermal or a Supreme jacket thing I don't know but I seen the man I wish I had time to read his plan The interesting things we cee in our dream are spanned Through a deeper conscience, magnified, supplying stands Peace to all...