F.U.T.W.

Just let me be great

Let me be great

Uh, I feel like motherfuckin' Cassius Clay right now

Genius

Don't be good, my ****, be great

After that government cheese, we eating steak

After them 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 Red Hook, **** heavy on the curb

See, most of my **** died early twenties or late teens

I'm just trying to come from under the thumb of this regime

One percent of a billion more than **** ever seen

Still they wanna act like it's an everyday thing, clean

Fuck up this world

Fuck up this world

Fuck up this world

Fuck up the, uh

High yellow sky dweller and the rose gold

Legend of the summer and the Rose Bowl

Came through Pasadena in the low-low

Just to show respect to the cholos

Feeling like a stranger in my own land

Got me feelin' 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

Murdered Malcolm, gave Cassius the shakes

Wait, tell 'em, "Rumble, young man, rumble"

Try to dim your lights 'til you be humble

You know I'm gon' shine like a trillion watts

You know a **** trill as Michael Jackson's socks

Sending light out to Compton and the hundred blocks

Little bastard boy, basking on tops

Ah, fuck up this world

Let's fuck up this world (Uh)

Let's fuck up the world

Let's fuck up this world

Fuck up the, uh

Sippin' D'usse, boy, this ain't your Daddy's 'nac

He in the 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 Stance

Socks is my synopsis, it's clear

Got strip clubs feelin' like Oxford, I swear

Teacher, teacher, I'm tryin' to un-teach ya

All that shit they taught you that got you all in the bleachers

When you front row at the Knick game, those the Spike Lee's

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 **** make a million

Till 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 when the struggle don't stop, uh

Let's fuck up this world

Let's fuck up this world

Let's fuck up the world

Let's fuck up the world

It's our time now

Let's fuck up the world

Fuck up this world