Mr. Carter (Visualizer)

Yo
Yo, Drew and Inf’, did this, this right here is crazy
I feel big, you know what I mean?
Like not-not big in the sense of weight, you know what I mean?
Like gainin’ weight or nothin’ like that, like colossal
Like, know what I mean, like
I heard you were lookin’ for me
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (hello)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (You know)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching
They’ve been wondering why (I know)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (hey, hello)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Shit, you know)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching
They’ve been wondering why (hahaha)
Yeah, to you forever, from me to you
I heard somebody say “Church”, I’ma need a suit
I’ma need a coupe, I won’t need a roof
Flyer than Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice
I got the flow, I’m tryin’ to see the roof
Didn’t wear a bulletproof, so I got shot and you can see the proof
Blind eyes could look at me and see the truth
Wonder if Stevie do? But I’ma leave it to
God, not Beaver, neither you
‘Cause I’ma murder Y, kill O and even U
Man, I got Summer hatin’ on me ’cause I’m hotter than the Sun
Got Spring hatin’ on me ’cause I ain’t never sprung
Winter hatin’ on me ’cause I’m colder than y’all
And I will never, I will never, I will never fall
I’m being hated by the seasons
So fuck y’all who hatin’ for no reason
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Around the world and I’m back again)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching (Who’s been asking ’bout me?)
They’ve been wondering why (in case you wonderin’)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Around the world and I’m back again)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching (Who’s been asking ’bout me?)
They’ve been wondering why (in case you wonderin’)
Yeah, I been in and out the bank, bitch
While y’all asshole niggas been on the same shit
I flush and watch ’em go down the drain quick
Two words you never hear “Wayne quit”
‘Cause Wayne win and they lose
I call them April babies, ’cause they fools
And when they snooze, we up
Feet up, like a parapleguc
Or paraplegic? I parallel park
In that red-and-yellow thing, old school Atlanta Hawk
Like I’m from College Park, but I’m from Hollygrove
Now all my Bloods scream “Su-Woo and “Da-da-do”
I know my role and I play it well
And I weigh it well on my Libra scale
I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy, leave it there
Long hair, don’t even care (Young!)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Around the world, now I’m back again)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching (Who’s been asking ’bout me?)
They’ve been wondering why (in case you’re wonderin’)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Around the world, now I’m back again)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching (Who’s been asking ’bout me?)
They’ve been wondering why (in case you’re wonderin’)
Chea, I’m right here in my chair with my crown and my dear
Queen B, as I share mic time with my heir
Young Carter, go farther, go further, go harder
Is that not why we came? And if not, then why bother?
Show no mercy in Murcielagos
So far from bein’ the bastard that Marcy had fathered
Now my name’s being mentioned with the martyrs
The Biggies and the Pacs and the Marleys and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a molotov-cocktail flow
Even if you box well, can’t stop the blows
Kaboom! The Roc Boy in the room
The dope boy I just came off the spoon
Also, I’m so fly I’m on auto-
Pilot, while guys just stare at my wardrobe
I see Euros, that’s right, plural
I took so much change from this rap game, it’s your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young
It’s my go, yeah
And I’ma go so opposite of soft
Off the Richter, Hector, Camacho Man, Randy Savage
Far from average, above status-quo
Flow so pro
I know I ride slow, and when I pass they say
“What up, Killa?” Man, stop bringin’ up my past
And next time you mention Pac, Biggie or Jay Z
Don’t forget Weezy, baby
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (Amen)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Yeah)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching
They’ve been wondering why (haha)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter (I am him)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (Hova)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching (Weezy)
They’ve been wondering why (baby)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (I been hustlin’)
‘Cause they’ve been asking, they’ve been searching (hustlin’ hard)
They’ve been wondering why (chyeah)
Hey, Mr. Carter, Mr. Carter
And I swear to everything, when I leave this Earth
It’s gon’ be on both feet, never knees in the dirt
And you can try me, fucker, but when I squeeze, it hurt
Fine, we’ll lose two lives, yours and mine
Give me any amount of time, don’t let Ms. Carter grieve
At the funeral parlor, drippin’ tears down my sleeve
Give me any amount of time, don’t let Ms. Carter grieve