F.U.T.W.

Lyrics

Just let me be great, let me be great
 I feel like muhfuckin' Cassius Clay right now
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 Genius!
 Don't be good my nigga, be great
 After that government cheese, we eating steak
 After the projects, now we on estates
 I'm from the bottom, I know you can relate
 Fuck up the world
 Let's fuck up this world
 Fuck up the world
 Me and destiny got a date
 Martin had a dream, Hov got a team
 My chain already heavy, don't let me get a ring
 Parades down Flatbush, Confetti on my fur
 Turn right in Rucker, niggas heavy on the curb
 See most my niggas died early twenties or late teens
 I'm just trying to come from under the thumb of this regime
 1% of a billion more than niggas even seen
 Still they wanna act like it's an everyday thing, clean
 Fuck up this world
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 Fuck up this world
 
 Fuck up this world
 
 Fuck up the, unhh
 High Yellow sky dweller and the rose gold
 Legend of the summer in the Rose Bowl
 Came through Pasadena in the low low
 Just to show respect to the Cholos
 Feelin' like a stranger in my own land
 Got me feeling like Brody in Homeland
 I just want a shot to show my genius
 Standing on the top hold my penis
 America tried to emasculate the greats
 Murder Malcolm, gave Cassius the shakes
 Wait, tell 'em
 "Rumble Young Man, Rumble!"
 Try to dim your lights tell you be humble
 You know I'm gon shine like a trillion watts
 You know a nigga trill as Michael Jackson socks
 Sendin' light out to Compton and the hunnid blocks
 Lil' bastard boy, basking on top
 Fuck up this world
 Let's fuck up this world
 Let's fuck up the world
 
 Let's fuck up this world
 
 Fuck up this, unhh
 Sipping D'USSE boy this ain't your daddy yak
 He in a Cadillac; Me? I'm in the Maybach
 This ain't grey sweat suits and white tube socks
 This is black leather pants and a pair of Stans
 Socks is my synopsis is clear
 Got stripclubs feeling like Oxford, I swear
 Teacher teacher, I'm trying to unteach ya
 All the shit they taught y'all, they got you all in the bleachers
 When you front row at the Knicks game, those the Spike Lees
 You front row everywhere, you in the H.O.V.'s
 Jordan 1's and dungarees
 And that's just the half of my warpath
 Make a million 'nother million let my niggas make a million
 'Til we all check a billion, shit it's just the way I'm feeling
 We have yet to see a ceiling, we just top what we top
 Cause the bars don't struggle and the struggle don't stop, Unhh
 Fuck up this world
 Fuck up this world
 Fuck up the world
 Fuck up the world
 It's our time now
 Let's fuck up the world
 
 FUCK UP THIS WORLD!!!
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:02
Key
1
Tempo
88 BPM

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