Rainbows and Unicorns

Don't scorn the cornucopia When formless is utopia Adorn the golden ropes To let em know that they ain't over ya Compose a golden note Take a dive in open throats You show up with a friend I guess I'll have to bless the both of ya Who smoother than Carruthers? Not a nare nudda muthafucka Roll up in the spot smooth as butter Roll a double dutch or Something out the magazine Enough for her to straight to brain Like aspartame Shawty sweet as sucralose That loud is like a tuba blow Snort it with a Franklin Numb ya body two below Who this ho? Who should know? She just get her Hoover on Blow the crew and move along Humming stupid songs From the radio VMAs on her TiVo Unconscious to the evil A canvas to my easel Pure as wedding dresses on a stripper I'll still tip her for that zipper action Pass her matter-factly to the faction I mean from the way she dancing that must be what she been asking for [Hook x2] The world is all cotton candy, rainbows, and unicorns Tell em lies cuz they be tuning out when the truth is on Dress em up in Louboutins, handbags, Lou Vuitton The ignorance they cruising on the bliss that we been roofied on [Bridge] All gold rims and my candy paint dripping Coke white jays blood blood diamonds glistening Make it rain dear, three hoes now I'm pimping Doin everything to make em call me real nigga Long white tee and my 'bau straps tights Niggas talking shit but ain't about that life Niggas talking shit but ain't about that life Claim to be the god and ain't about that light Helicopter blades chop-chopping on the beat Part Rasta when me speak so Selassie is my peak I'm Hating these niggas like Gandhi in the sheet Hail king shit like a potty for a sheikh Banshees shriek at the size of my meat Masterpiece Navigating thru the streets blowing trees outta peace Shawty on the side blowing me like a fleece That's a wind A nigga flow like figaro My hymnals is spiritual Took it thru the legs Windmill like I was Vincent tho While you out here getting doe I'm opening my pineal And understanding any ho Is mine because I made it so They can go baby they ain't here with us They fabricating stories tryna get in ya Like Syria I'll liberate that labia Democracy, that Libya Storming Norman in the desert Pouring porridge on my pheasant Cuz expect the unexpected [Hook x2] [Bridge]