Beauty (Outro)

I do it for the beauty
 And that's usually where they lose me
 That's not music, you using that term too loosely
 I can see you tip toeing on a tight rope
 And you don't listen that's aight though
 Just keep tweaking I can hear these trees speaking
 They tell me where the light go
 At night when the high's low
 And everything's chill because I feel like a light show
 And money makes the world go psycho
 I wonder why these girls so ice cold
 Says the snow man he really gives no damn
 He did it for show and won't admit it yeah I know
 Time is a wheel on a steel plate
 Life isn't real let's get real great
 I don't feel and I feel great
 I'm so real and it feels great
 And I don't fuck wit these niggas they talk too tough
 I don't fuck wit these bitches they talk too much
 The neutrality salary way too low
 Low lifes long nights no love just us
 In the mirror it feel it's thrill the feel it cut
 Know the real is under the need to reel it up
 Your three dimensions aren't real enough
 I need the end
 So I be born again
 It's like I died for the beauty
 And that's usually where they lose me
 And Lauryn Hill taught me bout the Lost Ones
 So I guess this ones for the Fugees
 For my OG who really got that shit through me
 And my old friends who thought they knew me
 Made me bigger and better so now I can do me
 Thanks for the beauty