[Intro: Ab-Soul & Jhene Aiko] Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know me Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know me
Kick your game, spit your flow Can’t fuck with this Top Dawg shit though Kick your game, spit your flow Can’t fuck with this Top Dawg shit though Kick your game, spit your flow Can’t fuck with this Top Dawg shit though Kick your game, spit your flow Can’t fuck with this Top Dawg shit though
[Hook: Ab-Soul] Wish I could see out Haile Selassie' eye Maybe my sovereignty would still be mine If all the gangs in the world unified We’d stand a chance against the military tonight I said we’d stand a chance against the military tonight I said we’d stand a chance against the military tonight
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Babylon, Babylon Out my window all I see is Babylon On the news all I see is Babylon And all niggas do is just babble on Money and hoes, want money and hoes If I sold dope, I’d have plenty of flows If I was from the projects like Jay Rock I woulda more than likely slang rocks All my life I done been around Crips and Bloods Pimps and thugs - just to name a few I do drugs, Mama say it’s in my blood But she don’t know what the fuck I’ve been through To creep through the back door, the typical black boy in the good old U-S-A Before I pushed rhymes like weight, I used to wanna play for the NBA Fuck I’m doing talking bout pineal gland Ancient ways of Sumerians Ain’t nothing wrong with a righteous man This why I had to write this man For my niggas on the corner Selling water to somebody’s daughter Fluctuating prices man I ain’t got no gavel I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle I-I just wanna be free I ain’t tryna be nobody's chattel
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[Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Extra pills, Extra pills Them AK Clips stay extra peeled Smoking on some of that extra kill Purple Urkel, that Jaleel I put that on errythang If we could link up erry gang And niggas is willing to bear the pain We’d put the White House lights out today Okay-kay-kay We mobbin' like we the black KKK Don’t forget my AKA Mayday Pee on your P-H-D or your AA Dear Barack I know you just a puppet but I’m giving you props You lying to the public like it ain’t nothing And I just love it, I hope it don’t stop I don’t give a damn, nigga bang that block I don’t give a fuck, nigga bang that Glock I seen an image of Hitler in the picture When the twin towers dropped Peep the concept You’ve got progress, you’ve got congress We protest in hopes they confess Just proceed on your conquest I ain’t got no gavel I ain’t finna fight nobody battle I just wanna be free I ain’t finna be nobodies chattel
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[Verse 3: Danny Brown] Extra pills, extra pills Nose candy rain like Soul 4 Real My baby needs some enfamil So bags get stuffed like Oprah grill Pull around, come back, oh forreal? Top blew off, low fuzz appeal Get lined up like homeless meals Feeling if he know how being homeless feels? Okay-kay-kay Don’t try to stop it, get in my way You’ll get stomped like a Broadway play AK-melee, make ya obey, okay? Feel my pain, going insane, I’m ashamed Cause I ain’t got shit but an EBT card from a fiend That owe me and it’s in her daughter name How the fuck is they pose to eat? How the fuck am I pose to eat? Got a nigga in the streets, no health care Tryna slang weed just to put shoes on his feet So fuck you, you don’t give a fuck about me Can’t get a job if they drug test me Got a nigga stressed depressed Got a feeling in his chest And the world’s stripped of happiness I ain’t got no gavel I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle I just wanna be free I ain’t finna be nobodies chattelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
