Beauty Is a Skill - Buck 65

I say toh-may-toh so instead you say toh-mah-toh

And i say light-skinned but you say mulatto

I don’t know, i prefer to go straight off the chest

Ya suck certain judges' dicks and then you paid off the rest

With your bootleg apparell and counterfeit poetic license

Your neck’s too skinny to cope this pathetic crisis

Instead of flippin' the script, i toss the fader

And throw it back and forth like i’m playin' hot potato

God, mind, and body parts so bear witness devils

And put on a pair of shorts to compare fitness levels

Old school b-boys request the response

So i lifted the veil in the fiesta resistance

I lie when i’m rappin', i tell the truth when i’m cuttin'

Girls around the way say i’m cute as a button

And it’s him, johnny rockwell, male model, see him next

Freestylin' on the microphone or on a bmx

Knowin' the length and not crashin' half way

I’m chillin' and coolin' at the fashion cafe

Eatin' a salad and drinking mad champaign

And signin' the deal for the missoni ad campaign

It’s just a day in the life of a pretty face

Sometimes in business, these people with their shitty tastes

Of a high heel shoe in their mouth with a foot in it

As for me, i got money and that’s where i’m puttin' it

Where my mouth is, you know the science