Mr. Complex - Visualize Lyrics

One night me and my cuz Fahrenheit was riding right
We seen two girls looking kinda tight, looking sweet like cake
Said you gonna ki-ki-kick it if I hit the brake, we break down see on a
See on a corner, the dime piece stopped to drop a dime into the telly
The other one stepped over, exposin' a piece of her pierced belly
She looked hungry but you could tell by her butt to one degree
She be getting down like, "Yo, wassup?"
Um, um, nothin' was being said, nothin' was coming out
I was just thinking about nasty thoughts
The way the bosom just popped out
The grill was kind of gruesome like, ew, that ones all you, son
As my eyes rise to the prize of the other one
No big surprise, if any, there's not many he wouldn't bone
Just then the girl that was off the hook had hung up the phone
My cousin opened the door for Rita, she started to step in the ride
She said "I normally get in people's rides, see, I've got pride"
I said "Who said you could get in?"
But she's in, freaking as the wheels spin, "what's the deal with real men?"
View the world how you feel
It's like it's funny how when people meet, but as the beats bang
She's like, "I dig your beats"

(Visual, visual, visualize)
(Visual, visual, visualize)

So now she seems nearer as I was peeping her through the rearview
And it just dawned on me, I don't know who you are, who are you?
She said "Blah, blah", some more haha's, we cruised down Merritt
I gave her a fake name, said "My name's Derek, I'd love to hit ya"
She said "nice to meet ya," I said "let's check your feature"
Says nah, "I gotta meet my uncle, not tryna jump you, play you, or punk you
I just got something mad important to do"
I said, "Cool" not to stress as I continue to mentally undress, I can't rest
She said "Another time when I got some", I said "no doubt, but let me get your math"
She said "I don't let my number out, but I'll take yours"
I pause at open jaws as my cousin's Porsche passed with this other girl
Knew he was setting up to get some ass later on
And later, he eventually laid her on the mattress
The La-Z-Boy, he's a crazy boy, he's out of his mind
He said while he was hitting it, three roaches was watching the whole time
Time flew, time grew, we knew each other for like many months
I perform many stunts, many times I've been through
Many dimes, she stayed on my mind as I visualize

(Visualize, visualize, visualize)

I'm in my room right? Writing rhymes right?
Ripping it up, entering the mind of Mr. Complex
And the phone interrupts, nevertheless
No need to say who it is
She said, "Can you come get me, I'm around the way"
True it is, a minute before the witching hour
I plan to use all my pitching power
To make a home run, I'm having no fun
Ridin' around with her, tryna hit her
Now I'm just tryna get her to shut up
She's talking about changing the color in her hair
I'm like, "Yo, baby, ask me if I care"
She said, "You do and if you don't, well, then tough luck"
I said "For real though, babes, I don't give a flying"
She says, "Stop the truck", I wanna run in this drug store
I'm like "It's 1:30 AM, come on now, what for?"
But I'm in there waiting by the door, it's like a minute before I diss her
We about to leave and then she notices some Barbie Doll shit for her sister
I kept walking, she said "I ain't say leave yet"
I said "I don't mean to pose a threat but you don't know how upset this man can get"
I'm like "What?", she said, "Look", I'm like "It's nice"
She's like "If you want leave, motherfucker, leave"
I said "You ain't gotta tell me twice", then I stepped
She swept up behind me, she kept pointing her finger, reminding me of a ref
I said "You better get that finger up out of my face"
My eyes look mad real, my voice had bass
She said, "I'll fuck you up" and started swinging it, bringing it
I'm clinging to her wrist, she's just winging it
I said "you better stop" under my breath I said "this ain't right"
Then I hit her with my left in the chin, she flipped in the wind
Let out a high pitch, landed in a ditch, then I left her there
Stupid, uh-huh