Sergio Cortez - Mr. Ugly lyrics

[Intro] *phone dials* Dr. Lesterman, *clears throat* I'm sorry to bother you but I think I'm close to a temper control incident- “You have reached the office of Dr. Judy Lesterman and Dr. Ira Rodkips. The office is now closed. If this is a pharmacy call ple- *scream followed by a loud smash and dialtone* I promised myself I wouldn't do this but… *building collapses* I will destroy you all. I won't stop until your whole planet is as ugly as you perceive me to be [Verse 1] Lost in the 202, 666 like you know who Skate down Georgia Avenue, French b**h like my sacrebleu Caucasian skinned Ca**anova, but I'll snatch your cousins newborn out the baby stroller Stay swerving to escape the police, but I'm really tryna focus on my Rape diploma Shots and shots of Vodka go down into my esopha- -gus plus both my nuts have been itching since last semana What the f** is the difference between Gucci, Louis, Prada If all I'm seeing is nada after sipping holy water All of my dreaming is lucid, therefore my lyrics confuse these People who truly believe, I'm still with the group Og Musick That came to a conclusion, soon as Chris stopped making music Jojo abandoned the crewship to make art with Drake and Ruben f** a George Clooney, b**h my life is a movie I'm gone drink a Shroomy Smoothie make that sh** more Looney Tuney Ever since I was puny, I've been Ugly Judy Zooming With this Uzi, scope got Birds Eye View, No Banjo just Kazooie [Chorus] x2 I upload my lyrics w/ tracks for all these n***as who think they can rap x 2 They call me, Mr. Ugly, disgusting in my Snuggy I'm so f**ing Musty still these b**hes wanna f** me [Verse 2] "Why does he keep doing that?" Does he think that he's famous" Well all you little f*ggets complaining can eat my an*s Strain all on my brain due to knowledge I've been obtaining Rappers still worried bout bars like they all locked inside some cages Or maybe your mind is, do even know where your third eye is If you saw with your mind you would find it, but you're worried about being the flyest ASAP Rocky said Multiply well my goons came to cut and divide you Like I'm sorry my dude, you must be so confused, Do you think that real life is a high school? Same old sh** is getting older every morning Mourning before yawning that's the age we we're all born in Tell me who your lord is and I'll tell ye thine supporters While these rap cats still remaining flashing fat stacks and air Jordans Men can't comprehend me, they're not friendly, full of envy One of seven deadly, like the Dragon Ball's a**embly Wishing some wicked spirit would come inhibit my lyrics I wrote this in twenty minutes like a f**ing journal entry [Chorus] x2 [Outro] You're Ugly, Ahahahahahahha!!!