[Intro: Excerpt from an interview with Rick Ross] It's a real beautiful day in the neighborhood and what people got to know is that the truth is far more sinister. And I expect him to clarify that [Verse 1] Factz, the inventor of the quill era Created Mause so now I want real chedda In 20-10 I said I'm better than you Because I was ill tempered, Ocean's 11, still better Bronx dude with a monster view Living clean spending green like a blanca move Y-3 Honda shoes that's lavish style I'm just here standing out like Danny Brown Japanese kicks, no jiu jitsu My pen mightier than the sword, Yoshimitsu Baggin' freaks for my satin sheets Macaulay Culkin, once we home alone I'ma slap a cheek I had the beat no marriage like LeBron so since she ain't get a ring Now she can't stand the heat Sad story for the shorty, lock the lion in if you want sh** to get gory I'm still better [Rick Ross speaking] Now, if you performed and somebody get in your way on the way out, you give them a haircut and sit them on the sidewalk [Verse 2] My old shorty wrote a book about me, sh** is cool But she old so I let my ex-pendable Backstage girls yelling at the entrance gate Let us next to a G like F and H Prince in New York I'm a Casanova I had a vision of Biggie smoking on marijuana He said vanity got you shoulders acting boulders Since you wanna be the prince, I'll put the apple on ya I'm from a town where the guns blaow And if you heard a buckshot, duck down Tragedy in sight, the streets is like all the women I f** I never held a ratchet in my life 5 mill on YouTube, you know it's quite true PBS is possible when the view is like you Superhuman IQ, what's up shorty Mario and Liugi couldn't give one up on me Factz [Outro: Rick Ross] I don't understand it, because if it's somebody that's supposed to be from the jungle, in the jungle you're going to lock the lions out, you let the lions in, and lock em in