Nosed Up

And in from the door steps a dumbass struts the fool's gold Know-it-all, and you wear it well Funk-less in full length Too square to stand for anything Somebody get that man a chair No matter where you opt to sit, the opposite-attract law don't fit Repel even the docile Always showing your nostrils, got em hostile The way you're so uppity, till someone barks on ya You get puppy feet Quite a laugh, cause you don't know half, but act like you own a puzzle And everyone allegedly under you, begging just to guzzle from your fountain of fresh (Hashtag) Fuck outta here, they rather stay clear Roll up the papers and pass While you turn your nose from the smell Like Stanley on Fridays Saying we should stay off the grass As if the lines you sniff is more healthy Delusions of prestige is not where the health be B, you need to get it together But nah, here comes you, part Frank Drebin, part Mr. Magoo Stay stepping into trouble Oh so [?] when you're repping for your bubble But bubbles can get popped, exposed to reality Watch the words that drop There's not enough salary to cover the check 'Fore you're behind on cash People can see you coming like 9/11 ash Toxic till your last days And with your shady maneuvers No one will include you where they ass stays Behold your royal highness of sinus It's near 100 miles of running cause your nose needs plumbin' Captain Nose-dive reporting for duty on the good ship Handkerchief, all aboard And that goes for you too, Nostril-damus He who knows nose And from the from the rooty to the tooty he defines snooty Somebody asked me the other day is the brother a brother Does Kleenex wipe? Yeah I see that Like you got one eye on top of your third A star is born but whose claimin' that birthright At first sight you the well dressed Park Ave sachet Acclimated to the scent of your own tail (the bullshit) The same bull that rage when the buck stops You'll be walkin' on clouds but that's a smoke machine See your dineros can't buy bliss, you high fist then Turn into you flippin' the bird And every man under your wing You build your nest egg but you was spoiled rotten Forgotten you can get robbed of your fame Beak out like pelicans You relishin' the fact that you stand feet from stardom You bargain astonishin' antiques in this modern way of livin' So tight and not a half size forgivin', you takin' the piss You got a butler in duplex Them two Tecs and our God won't protect ya Can't stay in them white gloves for too long Mr. Handyman Canaries don't chirp in your candy land Give them motherfuckin' pigeons a hug And then he strolls through the valley of dark Nincompoop, simpleton Stranger to his own father Seldom down to get down And just never stays up Well, I'm yours son We talkin' up there like a satellite Species: canis lupus, unfamiliar What's happening, dog? You smell more like pig to me La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro