R.A. The Rugged Man - Complex Superiority Lyrics
[Sample]I doI think about you[Verse 1]This track I'mma keep it simple no complex flowAnd the most lyrical beast livin' you ain't even knowAnd it's a million years later and the fan base keep growin'Bringin' that murder mayhem like Joel Ethan CoenMy undefeated record can't be brokenI'm the chosenJesus Christ the lord see me walking on the oceanLet me do some exposing well you the thug posingYou a faggot rapper in the gay club vogueingForget soulja boy, I'm bumpin' GZA Liquid SwordsI'll piss on the Grammys, I'll piss on the MTV AwardsYoung rappers please make this shit lastQuit the minstrel show, black face tap dancing for the quick cashI put a beating on your new schoolers, late bloomersI'm the big daddys' You just camachos and Chavez juniorsThinking I might flip, the chance is slimYou praying on my downfall, those the prayers cause the lord ain't answeringBring it[Hook]I'm on my own dick(Braggadocios, flow so ferocious)I got a superiority complex (say what)(or is it just complex superiority)[Verse 2]My life is too hot for the T.VIt contains graphic violence, language and gratuitous *****Yo Paul let's make it happen, Eminem vs. meIt'll be an epic battle like Mike Tyson vs. Bruce LeeLet's bring it back to the Rooftop with Brucie BI done spit brutally before I hit pubertyAnd let's not just compare me to the other rappersCause I'm better than the Jim Morrisons and Mick JaggersBob Dylan battle me, I'll rip youThey shot John Lennon but I'm a better lyricist than him tooNYPD looking like the Keystone copsIt's your poppa's pop, even Justin Timberlake beatboxedBeen a b-boy before Diddy freed the LoxYou receiving a beating bleeding beefing you rather be veganLyrically I put it onI'm the nicest any religion I swear it on the bible and the Quran[Hook][Verse 3]Battle the pro, you will sadly loseYeah you just an amateur, Golden Gloves in the daily newsMm-hm whatever you can try to ignore my pastI'mma reign/rain forever check your local weather forecastSome People think because you sold more you more hotMy last album was a smash hit and yours was a flopSpent two mil they ain't recouped, they still countingWe spent a couple grand and made it a few hundred thousandToo many rappers fake in the booth, I state the truthWithout steroids I hit it out the park like Babe RuthYour bling bling glitter ain't cuteChallenge me that's a suicide mission that's worse than Beirut
