Lion King

Now look at all these muthafuckas out on Pride Rock Lotta livestock Think it's cuz Sarabi ride cock, or she did once Cuz they celebrating Simba Lil cub, errbody gotta kneel cuz Deal was, lions was some muthafuckin real thugs And the fear of, being turned into a meal was Such a fright yo, but on the real they hella nice tho This specific pack of lions acting like some white folks But Africa is full a brothas, one is Uncle Scar And that muthafucka wasn't nuffin funny son he hard And he mad too Cuz he just wanna be the man too First it was his brother, now another king is brand new Baboon drawin on a tree ya dig There's something freaky bout Rafiki, bet his weed legit That muthafuckin monkey doesn't need comedians The reason is, he laughin at the breeze and shit, it's weird Alright, now back to the plot Mufasa was a wonderful father, he loved him a lot And Simba wanted to impress him every second he got The youngn was taught...but then one afternoon he forgot Thas when he holla'd at nala, to follow da balla To crawl up in da squalor Where all uh da lawless acknowledge his father But they never gave a fuck bout a little bitty pup Aw shucks...they gon' eat this mafucka up Until his dad came through, and smacked dem bitches in the head Coulda had em dead, but he let em runaway instead Now he really mad at dude He cute when he sad tho And the simple truth, Simba doin' what his dad do Shit...now that's some real talk homie But he can't own them fields wit dem lil paws homie And real dogs only bark at bitches when they gotta do Taught him to, think when he at the line like an audible And now the part I abhor Lil Simba chillin wit a chameleon, perfecting his roar Could a been a gecko but dat shit echoed, effectin the gorge Was accidental, but you know what's in store, the stampede scene Shit...and he was all up on a stick, gotta hold a grip Simba you done got up in some shit But his dad came through, and he saved him man But as he climbed with them wounds, Mu raised his hands But dude his brother on some muthafuckin scar face Scar face, lit up like a muthafuckin star'n space Hard place, and a rock, Mufasa caught up in between that Das his brother but that brotha was a mean cat And when he threw him off the ledge Simba couldn't believe dat that muthafucka dead Tears being shed Scar got up in his head More dread for da boy, so he ran away and fled Timon and Pumba time The young cub grown up, what a beautiful lion They grub bugs, cub's nuts hittin puberty while The voice of change up -- Ferris Bueller style, ya know And they was tryna eat a beetle A lion came through, tryna dine, hella regal Then Pumba got stuck, bout to get his ass cut But then Simba stepped up, and defended like a thug do Rollin round he realized who it was too Hollad back at Nala like whassup boo Hugged smooth Confused Nala lookin pretty, titties done grew Butt cute He bout to fuck soooooon Then he nuzzled from the back And he cuddled from the front He was really mackin jawn She all up on his junk You could see me jackin off to scene, believe dat The young me, fuckin around wit cats, I need that To recap, lotta feedback, Simba react The fam need dat...but ya man can't be back He just wanna do his thing ya dig But he the king Even tho he wadnt feelin it Until he met up wit the monkey What a funky fuckin junkie But he spunky, told that muthafuckin lion bout his country And he ran back Pride rock got it's man back But damn...the whole land hella ransacked And then he saw scar wit his mom Sarabi lookin hella worn, hidden Simba looked on As scar did her like a dog, hit her hard wit his palm Forreal dog? Alright you fuckin wit the god now Long growl Pimpin' handle bidness like a boss now Tossed down Talkin shit to Simba bout to cost clown Scar tell the young'n that he killed his pops tho Foreal mafucka? He revealed his hops bro And clocked on that muthafuckin sucka wit a cross Rocked uncle wit a couple then he sunk him wit a toss He don't play that shit...brothas and lacrosse Real talk...the dogs done finished him off And pride rock was back where it started at The meals back, fields packed wit the hardest cats Foreal jack....the animals is feelin dat The real is back...and I just spit the realest rap, ya know And Simba musta hit it hella freaky Gotta keep it PG But you see Rafiki wit da peewee baby Dat right there mean he murkin' it right The dude piped...but that's just the circle of...life