Artist: Rapsody f/ BJ the Chicago Kid Album: Laila's Wisdom Song: Black & Ugly Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid] Yeah, they call me black and ugly But I go so hard, make the whole world love me [Rapsody] I remember when y'all used to call me ugly Isn't it ironic now? They all just wanna love me So concerned wit weight, I'm mo' Chucky than I am chubby Confidence of a porn star the day I cut the horns off Took all my demons, threw 'em downhill in a buggy Then stood on top the hill and did the Milly Rock and Dougie Screamin only God can judge me, I'm feelin like the missle Now y'all come around and kiss up to me, wish you knew All massa's grandchildren fantasize 'bout Crystal's You could never diss me, I'm more Leo, you more grizzly Watch yo' mouth, these country boys carryin tools like Dabnis Brickey The Tesla, the BMI, Benzo I ain't picky Talkin appearance ain't no diss to me, no one dissin’ me I been to hell and back and came back up here screamin victory Still rockin the triple three, 9 Wonder, my summer Feeling like Pete & Pete's, in memory of D&Ds' I'm still rockin whether it's me rapping or Quentin T You all about the benjamins, I'm all about the family I got the fellas rockin, see we workin on a dynasty Black and ugly as ever and still nobody fine as me No one been as kind as me, ain't no kinds of me Told niggaz I'm one of one, told niggaz they one and done Uh - only one kind of me I'm already better than what you niggaz still tryna be [Chorus] [Rapsody] Brown skin persons, all my light skin persons We so muh'fuckin beautiful - wow~! It's personal Diary, and frank/Anne Frank-ly this game, I'm stylin/Stalin My camp concentration and focus been on a thousand Black bottom Jordan's, my sole black as organs of chain smokers and churches that sang hymns to organs Ol' bae, lookin for love but I can't reward 'em Never be the same like what they did to New Orleans You're never gonna part them, connected like apartments My squad thick as thieves, I flip out like cartwheels Get better like +Lamar+ did, I'm never gonna owe dem/+Odom+ Man versus machine, don't underestimate a soldier D-Block my sista, E. Money my sista Tia that's my clique I only rock wit real sistas Snow Hill my home, not once did you hear me stutter But you hung on every single word that I ever uttered Cause, I'on't smoke crack, muh'fucker, I sell it, uh Send it through the pipeline, they know who I rep They know how I rap, they know I don't rest The system quick to arrest, uh, if Bobby Brown tell it I'm the best +New Edition+, heard you whispering Tracee Ellis I'm more +Black-ish+, this what real life rap is My hair don't look natural, so they questionin my blackness Rachel got over, guess that's a fucked-up standard, uh Fuck y'all even, yeah fuck y'all odd How I'm weird cause I don't rap 'bout dumb shit like y'all? See I'm feel just like Bob, baby - where the love at? Don't need no more trouble but got beef by the double That's a different kinda drive-thru, mono e mono Put my fist up for everyone that dissed us They talk about my lisp more than they put me on the list - whoooo~! I know shit 'bout him and I know shit 'bout her But I don't shit where I sleep so I don't shit on none of y'all That ain't my alma, and I don't believe in karma I wipe my ass wit Charmin everyday, nigga, just like you Hope you brush your teeth fo' you get up and talk shit 'bout me, cause I'm... [Chorus] [Outro: BJ the Chicago Kid] Black and ugly Whole world love me Black and ugly But the whole world love me Black and ugly But the whole world love me