Songtext Fools love Misfits Of Science

Fools love

Verse 1: Colossal a.k.a 2ndPersona
Yall better come well equipped/
Champaigne, caviar/ Remy at the bar, take a sip/
Tight leather pants, oh u a crossdresser now/
Tell me fag, how u gon take the pressure now/
We got the LIVE up in the hive type shit/
Aint none o yall matchin Persona type wit/
Only concerned with ya Beamer or Benz/
Fash trends, fake friends/ how much cash they spend/
Catwalk fashions/ million dollar mansions/
I dont give a damn how much ass u be bangin/
Blow out ya flame, snatch ya plat-pressed chain/
Auction it ta the kid with the 5cent bid/
See/ Ya caught up in the material/
Fancy this, fancy that/
Aint nothin fancy bout ya rap/
Ya weak, cheap creeps aint nothin unique/
I got mad styles, knock peeps off their feet/
Aint makin this fo radio/
Yet they wanna play it tho/
Could it be the ill beat flow?/
Blowing up ya stereo/
Misfits stars o the show/
Maybe thats why
Hook:
(Vocal lead) You wont admit you love me
All ya money hungry grubbin/ hustlin/
Wannbe champaigne bubblin/
(Vocal sample) You love me
Honey covered crews/
Smotherin the true sound/
Who frontin in the sound booth/
(Vocal sample) You wont admit you love me
All ya underground cats/
Goal driven but ya livin only fo the mad cash by cuttin/
Spittin on tracks with no rhythm/
(Vocal sample) You love me//
Verse 2: Optimus
Its I, The flippa, ripper, spitter live wire/
Set this mic a-fire, 6 hitter UH!/
With a mustin bust hustlin city slicker/
The crew crusher crasher/ Extravagant extravaganza/
Word Gangsta! /
You better ta swerve and smash ya Mazda/
Coz you could never tangle with the exceptional exceptions/
To the rules/
Innovative like inventions/
We ascendin ta the next dimension/
Halooooooooooo/
Here to knock you out the game/
Snatch ya crown and ya reign o terror/
And rebuke ya fame/
And reduce ya name ta the level o puke/
Im gonna revel in betterin you/
Im a rebel that attains astral plains/
Skills, still levels ahead o you/
Bruise with pugilistic abuse/
My magic splatters mad hatters with hat tricks/
Stick shatter and batter meager misogynistic rappers//
Verse 3: Colossal
Now ya money hungry honeys lookin kinda funny dummies/
Dont know this/ Still gon show this/
The way ya brag bout ya Gucci bags/
Price tags and mags/
I rip the hair off ya back/
Make ya eat it like Nads/
Sup wid dem hos in yo videos?/
Thats why you get the profit/
Brothers get off on it/
Straight jackin it/
Scrubs not thugs/
Front but you got sum/
Big booty shaker from the slum/
Left-overs/ Dick-blowers/ High-rollers/
Yeah right/ bend over/
Stealin ya endz or ya big body Benz/
Shit still you be sayin ta dem//
(Repeat hook)
Verse 4: (i) Optimus
Comin Official/
To kill the artificial/
Fake, plastic, wack shit/
Mimics, sportin gimics and theatrics/
Tactics/
That of guerilla status/
Fo real faggot/
Here ta knock ya world off its axis/
(ii) Colossal
Infinitely witted/
I admit it/ Tight lines I spit it/
Close-knitted/ well fitted/ I did it/
When this go down/
Persona fabulous/
When this go down/
Persona marvelous/ WUT!/
(iii) Optimus
Clown/ fictitious/ Non-sense/
Be comin out ya mouth/
So ridiculous/
Its makin me sick/
But I understand why so many people (Love you)/
Coz only fools give love to fools/
And you the king!//
(Repeat hook)