Released on December 3, 2010

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[Intro]

(Muhammad Ali Speaking)


[Verse 1]

I'm not official, but efficient

Will somebody tell my Mrs., I'ma fuck her

You could fuck her if she give it to ya, stop

My inner vision is pushing it to the limits

My habits and mannerisms make wonderful characteristics

I'm a' asshole; not by nature but trained by society

How can I help it when ladies is blowin' like sobriety tests?

And you don't get a listen unless you rappin' 'bout bitches

Niggas, rims, and clips, and all of that other shit

I ain't tryna' be two face'ed, but I feel that's just too basic

Even though I do do it, sometimes when I do music

"Shake that ass baby, shake that ass," is what I'm tryna see

Go ahead it gets me off, every single time, bitchhhhh!

But what about that skin deep, that unseen beauty it seems

I'm goodwill hunting in the devil woods

Looking for that never could get happiness

To find out that I had it all inside me

Man that shit just so surprised me when I seen it

And found that my green is

Really in my heart 'cause my courage' so scenic

I know that it should show, but tell me have you seen it?

Running through my veins, blood cells, and tissues; grab a Kleenex

Reporting live this is Bill Bixsby speaking

Incredible Hulk; ya haven't seen me on my green yet

Mr. Make instrumentals edible and then I eat it

With a cold mouth piece; you could saxophone reed it

Tell 'em whatever it takes to get to the top, you could keep

I'll be jumping off of ladders in my sleep

And wake up up in the clouds

While you turn ya swag on

I'll be chillin' with a little pretty yellow redbone

If those colors didn't match, it doesn't matter at all

Best believe that she'll be hotter than the breath of dragons

In the dungeon I'll be pumpin' until all the gas gone

Only for the reason that's all I learned in every song, so

Don't judge me nigga, don't you fuckin' be judgin' me

I'm a brown skin nigga don't you fuckin color me

Ain't that "ignant," ain't that "ignant?"

So what the bitches love it

Take away positives, take the negatives and double it

And then release it to the public

And make me seem as cold-hearted as a hockey puck is; ya' bitch

Sometimes I be frontin' and I ain't tryna be this deep

I just slide it in through the shallowness

Find ways to be discreet in my speech

But I just let it all out

Daddy told me, "say it with ya chest," momma said, "ball out"

And my brothers from different mothers feel me

My sisters from different daddies be the siblings I never had

You feel me? When they hold me down; like gravity

They're the reason I'm down to earth

Gradually they'll see they're the reason I'm never hurt

From the pain, I'm immune to that shit

I got my vaccination when I was new to that shit

I'll never stop nigga

Uh, word to Justin and Len Springs


[Outro]

(Muhammad Ali speaking)