Too Good (Explicit) - Tech N9ne/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/Mumu Fresh

Lyrics by：Aaron D. Yates/Dwayne Carter/Maimouna Youssef/Ervin Pope

Composed by：Aaron D. Yates/Dwayne Carter/Maimouna Youssef/Ervin Pope

Too good

Too good

Too Too

Tech N9ne：

One of the coolest to rep my sec

Only the foolish neglect projects

Coming from the newest and blessed by Tech

Clergy of crazed worthy of praise

Like Anubis and Wepwawet

Dismissed what I play to thee

A Damu could must a wrong should

Slick spit from a hater sea

All the crew stood over strong wood

Mystics with the fate of tea

Read I move hoods pray a song should

Critics what they say to me

Is that I'm too good for my own good

A lot of my people in circles 'round the hood

They treat my music like a blondie

Too much emotion and too many cadences

They want you on the mic a zombie

Lyrically against the ficklest

I'm quick to pistol-whip you like you're Chauncey

And I step with a thickie like Ashanti

Spit a web of witty quite a nancy

If you spit ridiculous and raise the bar up

They don't wanna reach it

And one of us'll get the moment I speak it

Don't wanna receive it

The one I'm alone at the top

You become something invisible to them

You then don't spark up

Opponent I'll beat it I'm only conceited

The dummy competed the toner retreated

They running I'm gunning for god

Rigorous fail when idols give it

Wicked as hell and pyro with it

Gibberish cells and I grow vicious

N***a this Del and Hieroglyphics

Too good at a thing you might just be shunned

I can't even do verses with none

Cause I'm one of one

Mumu Fresh：

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

Mumu Fresh：

What else can I do

Standing next to you

Ruin your career

Cause that what they just fear

Make it so you can't ever ever ever ever come back around here

Lil Wayne：

Uh

Too good no I'm too great

I'm like two trey with the flu weight

Talking s**t and outta toothpaste

Big Bs Bobby Boucher

On my wrist I got the skeleton

Richie with the see-through face

Drop the whip without the toupee

Pregnant pistol got a due date

I'm too good for my own good

I cross my heart I knock on wood

I lost my heart I found I put

I stand my ground and ground I stood

I walk my walk that ground is shook

That time I bought that time I took

That time I put inside these thoughts

Since this art they gotta look look

I'm one of the boolest to rep my set

I don't do computers but I sipped high tech

I don't do computers but my chips like that

I don't do computers but my shooters put a bullet wound in ya apple

It look bit like Mac

Just like that like this like that

My drip like splat

With lips like that she kiss my gat

Just might blat

Beat the beat up

Like this track tryna fist fight back

When the producer heard this verse

It left his eye black

Ask my chef

I eat rappers I like mine prepped

Still an ex-con feeling like the only icon left

That's real s**t I'm still a s**t

I ain't wiped mine yet

The greatest of all time

And I got a lifetime left Tunechi

Mumu Fresh：

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

I'm just too good for my own good

I'm just too I'm just too

It's crazy

Too good too

Too good too good too

Too good too good too