[Intro: Ab-Soul] Yeah, mic check, mic check, one-two Uh, yeah Ayy, man, look
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Righteous man Wrong one to fuck with, run quick, get a eye exam (Uh) Couldn't see me if I just swam Couldn't touch me with Midas hand, y'all don't feel me though Literally, never had a bully thus far, but Temptation my sparring partner My guard's up like the air forced me (Yeah) Your crew's a fiction story Therefore (Therefore), never dare cross me To speak the good word's what we here for Listen, with that you knew Don't еven get me startеd with a sentence less we talkin' bout capital (No cap) Yeah, Ab-Soul after loot, that's true Put it together, absolute, that's true, you know Soul glow like a spray for your natural I ain't as friendly but I move like Casper move You never seen me with a semi, I ain't have to shoot To keep it El Capitan, theatrical Never wore a rosary or went to confession But if I could clean this mess up with a message, it'll be a blessing God willing You may have heard of Jack and Jill, but we not healing (Man) Niggas still packin' steel? Man, we need to stop tripping (Yeah) Why throw your block up if you're not buildin'? (Huh) And the streets keep watching every step I take They wanna chop it up with Soul like the old Kanye The angel with an angle, the demon that means well Rewrite history, then sell it for retail, yeah
[Interlude] Positive or good forces clearly triumphant isn't an interesting game What we want is a game where it always seems that the good side is about to lose
[Verse 2: Punch] Standing on the shoulder of giants, a good man turned tyrant That's the aftereffects of my environment I'm much more enlightened, my senses are more heightened Me and A-B hyphen like the Clash of the Titans Ducking the sirens, Gorgon on my garments Heart of stone over the organs, flow like Poseidon I'm like a Lycan, no silver lining, I don't like what you writing You a little outta line, you believe the hype Sooner or later, you feel the wrath of my bite And I ain't even gotta slide, I might do it out of spite Niggas is testing my imperfections 'Til I run the misdirection and blitz your whole section This might offend my political connections Jigga told me "Why bother with peasants?" (Leave them bitches alone) A good man, might I remind myself But I'll chop you boys in half, you be beside yourself, haha
[Interlude] When it comes to Herb, bruh, first off He— know what I'm sayin', he wouldn't just snap off with the snap, you feel me? And just how he finessed a lane and really snapped into his own [?][3:10] respect [?][3:10] still kickin' it, you feel me? So yeah, yeah, that's all I'ma— I'ma take it back to the— [?][3:17] mixtapes Hotboxin' the whip where I'm just havin' an opportunity to make volumes You know what I'm sayin'? This was before the mixtapes, before any single droppedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
