Special Kind of Fool (feat. Erik Rico)

Holy moly, you control me

Only if I let you scrape or mould me

Into something, something mouldy

Big, wack and flashy mahonie ponies

Wanna ride? Grab a pony

Switch off all your false testimony

Be yourself my teacher told me

But they lied to me for a fee

So I keep my eyes on the front door

And the prize in my front jaw

And act dumb even though

I'm the main source that you all came for

It's a strange session baby love

Maybe love will get you in the mood

To understand and fathom that you're really dealing

With a special special kind of fool

Special kind of fool

Special kind of fool

Come on if you think you're hard enough

Gangsta rappers pull your garters up

Never had a problem with you being here

But you ain't repping hip-hop hard enough

DJ's, B-boys, beatbox, other stuff

Wall to wall I'm calling all of us

I wonder what it takes to waken people

Who is brave enough to cause a fuss?

The focus seems to me to be just

Look good, sound hard

Aim low, get by

Get money, get high

Over my dead body will I contribute to the wacknicity

I used to love her too, nowadays I'm looking for a new activity

Special kind of fool

Special kind of fool

Special kind of fool

Special kind of fool

I am not always available

If that makes me bougie, so be it

Moby Dick, so be quick

Catch a nut or catch a fit

Yes I rhyme but it's never spit

Art nouveau, every bit

Heavy weights, heavy shit

Simpletons will never quit

The antidote to yes I make you sick

(Six million ways to die) Take your pick

The drum solo here to break a stick

The carpenter here to make you fit

Never had it bringing

Always had to come with punches that were stinging

Just a bit, eardrums ringing

Let it rip, vitamin C for you pirate ships

Special kind of fool

Special kind of fool

Special kind of fool

Special kind of fool