Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ugly Duckling, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Klusterf**k, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.03.2010
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Ugly Duckling |
I am this way cuz I got up |
And got it when I was the oddest |
To demolish the hottest scholars |
With all of these goddish products |
Call it way polished |
I jot it, dot it |
Then they got it |
Stay modest |
But brought it |
Psychotic thought is raw and sick |
But everybody didn’t want to give a nigga time of the day |
Or will I ever reach another when I’m in the grave |
I got to be different to keep up with the pay |
Say, say, say |
What you wonder about Nina? |
The one who is wishing me |
Coming up missing |
That one is a dreamer |
Calling me ugly I laugh |
Because I’m rough as rugby and fast |
Industry’s chubby and flab |
You look sick, pudgy and crap |
Now your chick want to hug me and smash |
I look lovely with cash instead of muggy and clash |
You act like we were buddies in class |
Got my painted face |
Ain’t it great? |
Really illuminated |
But then it tainted space |
Better to bring it straight then gain it late and aim it fake |
Famous for my brain its fate |
That I strained in fate |
Then I became the great… |
Yates |
No love or nothing |
Just blood and suffering |
For the ugly duckling |
Trust me |
Trust me |
Nothing |
Trust me |
Trust me |
Nothing |
Is worse than knowing you’re beautiful but your treated like and ugly duckling |
Ever since I came out the womb |
And I was birthed to the planet |
It’s like the Earth couldn’t stand it |
I was just worthless abandoned |
So I write verses and curses |
To try and cope with the damage |
Citizens gave me you cholos are going to feel my curses in Spanish |
I’ve been in verses then vanished |
I’m not the first to be banished |
But ostracized because I prophesied the churches are scandalous |
See my words are just managed |
Perfectly perched on the canvas |
Painting a picture with scriptures |
With my fellow dirty from Kansas |
So I’m going to spit on the wax |
Drip on the tracks |
And spill out my pain |
Rather than give me a gat |
Empty the mac |
Shatter then spill out my brain |
People are strange |
Verses be spinning |
A dime on the top |
Trying to get all the change |
I have to devise me a plot |
Then gamble the lot |
So I’m stocked to get me some change |
See all the hate that they gave me |
Fueled my passionate speech |
Made me react on the track and start |
Whooping ass on the beat |
So since I’m rude |
I fire noses up like a flu off the grease |
Head in the sky hella flying high |
Like I’m blew off the sweet |
It’s my goddamn time |
Go ahead shine a light over here on the darkness |
What’s you thought? |
What, we gon' play dead |
Roll over and add up losses? |
Damn fools |
Cause no pro band cool |
Politicking with the rules |
Eat fools for the carcass |
Because we back |
Well seems like we leave |
And another leave |
A vegan |
No sausage |
But don’t ride dick now |
And act like you like bums lit now |
Keep signing to killers and fat drug dealers |
Is you really the big shit now? |
I gotta spit |
These niggas be weak runnin' 'round like their nuts cut loose |
Can’t even shake a nigga hand, gotta dap a nigga up |
Fuck around and touch butt-fuck juice |
Mayday to the payday, they say we stay |
Don’t cut the noose |
Yes, off with the heads |
Niggas off to the bed, getting head like Duck, Duck, Goose (Ohhh) |
Technicians form a petition to never ever let it up |
On a rapper that sucks, and these industry fucks |
With the bucks that will make you turn small from a duck |
Crystal Meth, Cocaine, E-Pills with a little weed fill and a lot of free will |
And a couple refills to whenever we steal |
Won’t see thrills like these steals on a steap hill |
That’s some hot shit |
That’s our shit |
One more time, don’t ride dick |
Shit, I got us creeping on your level |
Aqualeo, now that’s speaking of the devil |