The Man

You ain't fucking with the man You'll never see me coming Even on this track you won't ever see me running Get out is a lesson call it history for dummies I assume I kill it early way you looking like a mummy Mothafucka looking crusty like the bottom of the ocean Vinyls on my wrist, cut a mix like a potion Momma said I need you to achieve it I said oh shit Imma be a little late even hit her with that hoe shit Hanging to the past even when I got an Oh face Shorty look familiar that's a quality I don't chase Character is everything you can win an Oscar not a wedding ring Doesn't change the judges having no taste You could be a ten with an ass and a low base Looking like Meegan, catch me with your coat chasing Right behind my lady yelling no now I'm slow paced And I don't wanna beat the face of every shit talker start the cold casing Other rap artists getting noticed I ain't seen a hit since I rapped on Flying Lotus I ain't seen a good leader since Obama was the POTUS Now the future looking bleak all the hope they fucking sold us Wound up turning them to sheep follow orders from the boldest When the generation gapped like the tooth of the oldest Making choices that only favor who won't be around So when you're in the box don't make a sound A couple knocks in a hole in the ground Imagine if you knew that shit was unlocked A spicy feeling as we rolling through town A fat ass on my mind so you won't see me frown She got tats like her eyes saying don't read me now I passed gas to her hand and she sucked it smooth Right now ain't the right time for the hotel moves Good to see her looking looser not from hotel booze I get you right and then I ordered hotel food