Nah that bitch never leave Got me waking up in cold sweats, yo I never sleep Properly, I'm no Socrates but my philosophy is She gone follow me as long as I live
A minute ago, I was riding bicycle And I can buy a Now & Laters with 5 nickels When it was washing dishes and homework, cable and bullshit I hit the block and never left It was exciting watching life bring light to what I'm writing about like A lamp in a cave, while I'm trapped in this maze But Frankie Beverly wouldn't walk in my all-stars for a day I watched kids play and think ignorance is bliss Then I watched Kid-N-Play on House Party And wish I was them See you could say I'm brainwashed 'Cause I came from an era where niggas don't care about nothing And you're judged by how much your J's cost But me being the rebel I am, I never gave a damn Leave it to Beaver and the rest of you suckas I'm complex like the magazine say I'm abstract Like a trigonometry quiz and science lab rats If I wasn't I, you could see the pain in my eyes I watched brothers kill brothers over system of legal tender Deteriorating my loins with liquor looking for joy I put my soul on a platter, enjoy I do this for the regular people who out the in crowd Make it popular to be unpopular 'Cause if we all came together, ain't no stopping us And it hurts me so, to think how they divided us like an island in the road Just in control if you ain't know and yo Lock my body can't trap my mind I got two decades of experience on my resume Say I don't qualify and I'll call you a lie I'm on a whole 'nother plateau, you still trynna be fly And that goes for the narrow-minded whose ancestor was the pharaoh He went from number 1 to zero Let's take it back
Nah she still on me She stalking my innermost thoughts, I guess she want me 'Cause her primary fear is to die lonely I got no disdain for Ms. Pain She leave me love letters sealed with a kiss Lipstick stains on the mirror She help me see things a little clearer Couldn't experience joy if she wasn't near us I remember throwing shots back 'til I collapsed Waking up hung over in a effort to give her the cold shoulder It never worked As soon as I sobered up, I couldn't avoid her tender touch Like when Hezekaia died, couldn't look his momma in the eyes Feeling I contributed to his demise Guilt stricken, heart victimized Postpartum Syndrome, blacking out She wishing it was me, she cried Each tear was like a symphony orchestra Beethoven over the organs, a snag of tremendous proportions Take this recording as the truth distorted Through the eyes of a man who reaped the fruits of her courtship And no fortune could ever overturn the misfortunes I absorbed in The pain made me impure like foreskin, more that I can bargain For, still I love her forever more
And even when I die, she gon' follow my kids Soul brother, Ab-Soul DJ Davis Where'd that name come from? Ab-Soul, it derives from absolute-ly of course Absolutely It's genuine, Precise was my first, one of my first names Changed that 'cause of copyright issues Then it became Absolute, changed that 'cause of copyright issues Then it became Ab-Soulute, changed that 'cause of copyright issues Ab-Soul just stuck, it's just been workin' for me It's soulful, like, this type of music you're doing is soul, hip-hop soul Is it in that sense or what? Hey, funny story, like Soul, I added the soul because my sister was doing this production The Dream Girls, right, and I seen Jimmy Hurley Jimmy Hurley? Jimmy Hurley in the part when he be like "Jimmy got soul, Jimmy got soul, Jimmy got, Jimmy got, Jimmy got soulll!"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
