Ultra Rare

Johnny Venus: Oh, here go that shit that you wish you could sound like You pray for the soundbite With your key on your sound kite Your niggas close to broke trying to get your little sound right Ladies, throw your titties in the air if it sound tight I know, I fail to fit the mold Bugatti down the road less traveled You know I ain't got one of those! I be camel-back, practicing my humping for my hoes And he sent me back just to snatch up everything y'all own So I'm, back in the West End Posted at the corner of despair and who cares Giving niggas directions A pair of Nike Airs and some fake injections Somebody let me hold it 'cuz the devil keep testing Ain't never had no people Neither a team either Give a fuck about my sneakers, I was raised in the creek Where the luxury of weeping ain't available you see And the factory producing a new junky every week But, Ain't no way around it, Niggas like me had to creep up Shake they ass down at the table with my feet up Never seen us coming til' it's over like the Reaper Tell them girls, "Keep Up, baby I don't need ya!" I know it's difficult you had it up to here with those Flashy ass superficial milky nigga cereals Hangin' with the crew I'm in Wonder what they really on I'm just tryna sing a spirit song and put my children on Lil niggas know Rick Ross But they don't know they take home Slow through my city like an elephant Make this left on Lanehardt, I'll show you where the devil went They wanna fuck us cuz we militant, relevant, novelous, element Dressed up like some better win Marian Mereba: When I dream It's your skin I dream of My body's rare Did you know this? Oh, ooooh Your eyes only see ???????? Dr. Diego Dot: I woke up to a set of manicured hands around my neck The plan was to abandon after sex But I, guess I dropped the ball on this one And my stomach's steady growling, growling Cannibal on stage as I gaze into the stage and decide who I'll be chowing Childish, major moves daily, daily, daily Daily sprouting, out the fucking box that you tried to lock us down in But still a nigga quite perturbed, (oh well) But these might be my last words (oh well) And if you dare to look me in the eye for too long Guarantee your eyesight gets blurred I'm arguing with myself as my body starts to rebel As the cartilage in my legs was causing my knees to fail I promise, I fuckin swear, I'm too honest to make it here I'ma probably pull a Chappelle, get my dollars and disappear!