Lyrics:
the brain
Embrace how I live it, god loves ugly
[chorus]
God loves ugly...
Once upon a time in minneapolis, yo
I damn near had to steal the show
I stepped
and ouhs
Time to face the music bring you down to Earth like Poppa Smurf
I'm worldwide like on the web in your turf
With full fledge rap pack with anxiety
any
We got so much to give
I don't think y'all ready
Y'all ready
Five foot some'n not quite a six
My bitch ride full time that's not a bitch
I'm
yearned
By reciting my thoughts and Taking time to discern
Any thought that held me back
Is getting stomped on the curb
Far too daring to start losing my
at the same time
That’s a full room in the moon light
Maybe those the foot steps I follow
Cause being faithful a challenge
I’m just being honest
Maybe
hard. 'cause I can ball dope and get paid
like a muthafucker gotta be another way to pay
T. Tucker used to roll twenties by the ounce (ounce)
My
your hair can blow
With the AC full
With the blue tints yo
With a new bitch wow
Mozarella sticks
Cactus dick
Fried pickles
Bitch im whippin in the 6
miss
Check this and we're top of the list
So solid, yeh we're starting the shit, we said we did it
We're done and you're full of it yo
Scuse love
I'm coming)
Y'all songs yo they got me going Oh Lord what a dummy
Play the beat and keep it running
Lord knows what's coming
These days you see grown
[background ad libs by P. Diddy]
(Danger)
(Danger)
(Ah ah ah)
(Danger)
Today is the day we ride, you's a made your whole fucking family by
throw in cause I’m
This ain’t for the radio
And I don’t think they ready yo
I love the pressure when it’s heavy though
Last night I felt like I was in
tears fall and seep
Deep into my pillow
Mind race like the Indy 500
Spine tingling in my slumber
Paralyzed by the truths of my life
Turn onto my cheek
Yo, It's time to let these n****s know they gotta go 'cause they ain't got flow like Pedro
My n****s squeeze triggers like bottles of Drano and clear
to play on the radio?
Who lives the lyrics, all my real niggas already know
Flow for flow, no crew can step to us
And blow for blow, I'm pretty sure that
Butso hard and jumped on my dck
Rare breed of the SPC seed
Signing out live from, yo
Uh, full block say goodbye
When I spit something that’s for nias
want her private parts
Baby say she don't give fellatio
Hear that same shit all the time like the radio
Been stop sleeping was sick dreaming how what
[SOS]
By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains
Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age
No more Gold, no more YO! MTV RAPS
Now
I don't even smoke cigars but I'ma light up a cigar for this one
Just talk my shit yo
This wasn't originally on the album,
It just made it 'cause I
heatwaves ascended in it's splendid manner
Green was flooding our scene, although the skin was tanner
"Fuck The Police!" Jumpin' over radio scanners
It was
on the radio until you got the wax
Some mere infatuation, until you got to check me out in person
First sight of me causing exhilaration
You love the way I do
at once,
I can't see it,
I can't be it,
By "it", I mean God fearin',
Cults up in the church prayin',
Yo, I ain't carin',
Ya'll can pray along all you want,
make me gag
Venus is a full time job stay flappin' they jaws
At Mars policies and laws
You like way I gassed you up
You fucking cocky cock
I'm
Order, huh
Yo, we at war
We at war with terrorism, racism, but most of all we at war with ourselves
God show me the way because the Devil's tryin'
Yeah, yeah
You just gotta play the cards you're dealt
It's like making a dollar out of fifteen cents...
AMP... AMP on the beat like
Yo, ain't
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