God Don't Like Ugly!

Be blessed by the Lord
I know, I know, I know

Dawg, pick a location
Promise 'bout your pride and shock up when I put that pen to pavement
Y'all can keep that dickriding, I don't need that
'Cause real niggas only feel you when they see checks
These days the bar so low for [Dm7]weird shit, had to [C7]stop sharing
I'm so peerless, beats get you [A7off your bum ass like [F]Baron
White boys be [Am]on [C7]they burners, who they think they scaring?
Black men who hate themselves don't like [F]what I be [Am]sharing
Steady bumping niggas who don't own what they be [Am]blaring
It's apparent, you [A7niggas got [Fm7]failed by your parents
Look, stay on [C7]my [A]side like [F]Sharon
Cut your season [C7]off as soon [C7]as you [A7get to [C7]airin'
God don't like [F]ugly, and [Bm]just look how you [A7appearing, nigga
You bitches all [Em]blue notes, no Harold Melvins (it's facts)
Look, I get it, y'all [Em]need a image y'all [Em]don't care 'bout talent
I know that you [A7won't admit it but you [A7love my [A]stylin'
Got a clip at one of my [A]shows, you [A7see me free and [Bm]wildin'
I'm a young Frank Zappa, y'all [Em]Sarah Palin
Just simple, basic, no balance
Some niggas is washed up, y'all [Em]need to [C7]leave the island
Everybody can't be [Am]Beyoncé, bitches be [Am]wilding
Somebody gotta be [Am]Michelle, I guess you [A7ain't surviving, huh

Shut your- ass up
He's gonna bless you
Gonna bless you [A7(ohh)