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"Bubble Gum Blues"
(feat. Short Dawg)

"Bubble Gum Blues"
(feat. Short Dawg)



[Ab-Soul:]
Just dropped a four, I'm sleepin' (true)
I don't even know how I do this
Know your bitch wanna come with me
I've got pull around here, we can go swimming
Ain't no love for these fuck boys
You can save all that noise
You row your boat up shit's creek
I roll with adults that pack toys

[Short Dawg:]
And y'all lack poise
Your paper thick, still I'll take your chick
You can't wait and trick
Comin' out the pocket like Kaepernick
Flow tight, still I make it fit
It's all love 'til the haters switch
And I'm in slow mo'
Gettin' so throwed that I'm pacin' it
I'm on that Indiana Jones
Cups double like clones
Pistol black as my ancestors
We don't ride with that chrome

[Ab-Soul:]
She on my head like a hairdresser
But we ain't at the salon
So sad, my credit bad, 'cause she won't leave me alone
Stay a step ahead like a StairMaster in 3004
Smoke that OG and that Master

[Short Dawg:]
Police dogs in my dope
Got these freaks piled at my show
First she chose me, then I smashed her
Told her if it happens naturally, then it won't be a disaster
My niggas know that I'mma grind 'til we four-deep in that Casper

[Ab-Soul:]
My niggas know that I'mma ride until my ghost float in the sky
You niggas hustling backwards – for better or for worse
It's a gift and a curse – we makin' money off of bad words
Get money, fuck bitches – yo fresh, you pick

[Short Dawg:]
Hm, countin' my green, or get in between?
I can do both, I proved it
They see the Coupe I'm in
Ain't no reason for these niggas to pretend
If money is the root, call me Kunta, then
Used to have the two for tens, discount on them stones
I'm pissed off, in my zone
Got him dismounting the throne (it's on)
My game wild – I'm from a 'hood where you can't smile
I'm just here to make change, pal
And I burn soul like James Brown

[Ab-Soul:]
And it's a man's world
Got my hands all over another man's girl
Ain't that a bitch – yeah, life is such
The minus and the plus, don't place me with the average
You know I'm hazardous as Ks and pre-K classes
It's straight madness
Pumping gas and dropping matches with your daughter in the baby seat
Can you imagine it?
It's no conspiracy – every Soul Tape's fabulous
 
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"Budget Ballin'"

"Budget Ballin'"


You could find me in the hood poppin'
Or in the club stuntin'
There is no
Other option
And you can't tell me nothin'
The camera keeps flashin'
So
I'mma keep flauntin'
Cause what you don't know is I'm a baller on a budget
(And I)

Defy the odds when I step out the house
Pull a chick lookin' like a nigga fresh off the couch
Then I pull up in that white thing
But I don't mean it as if its something to brag about
Shit, my car's just white man
Sharp as a tack, in track to get at the club
Bottle service reserved
Go on and po' you a cup
I sip until I throw up
My hands dance in the cut
By myself I ain't lying
Attracting all of the sluts
I got a chip on my shoulder
Like there was chips in my pocket
There ain't a cent in my jeans
But you might smell the ganja
I must be living a dream man
You say I'm her dream man
So why take advantage of her
Fuck her to dreamland
[?]
Absolutely, but I love it ya'll
Still drink that cheap shit
That smells like rubbing alcohol
Still going half on a sack
Hitting pretty broads
Taking off pretty Vickys
With the matching pretty
Bras

You could find me in the hood poppin'
All in the club stuntin'
There is no other option
And you can't tell me nothin'
The camera keeps flashin
So I'mma keep flauntin'
Cause what you don't know is I'm a baller on a budget
(And I)
Fresh dressed like a million bucks
(And I)
I hold it down, they know what's up
The party ain't stopping
So I'mma keep frontin'
Cause what you don't know is I'm a baller on a budget
(And I)

Give em' the chills
Rollin' on hot wheels
It ain't mine, it's the homie's
I'm just keeping it real
Say I'm phoney baloney
Even words tryna bone me
I got the hood on my back
Ain't gotta tattoo it on me
But as a matter of fact
I'mma tattoo it on me
I know you thinking I'm immaculate
That's accurate, homie
(Word Up)
Like the magazine with all of them posters
I keep a Halle Berry in the ashtray full of roaches
(To smoke up)
Pass the light
I'm finna have me a night
If your wifey's hitting the club
Before she leaves, hold her tight
Look her dead in the eye
Tell her you love her to death
And hope she don't come home with black and mild on her breath
It's Ab-Soul, the best dressed nigga in debt
Got chicks fresh outta high school, adult swimwear
(Yes)
I know I make it look simple
Like it ain't really nothing
Cause it ain't really nothing, no

You could find me in the hood poppin'
All in the club stuntin'
There is no other option
And you can't tell me nothin'
The camera keeps flashin
So I'mma keep flauntin'
Cause what you don't know is I'm a baller on a budget
(And I)
Fresh dressed like a million bucks
(And I)
I hold it down, they know what's up
The party ain't stopping
So I'mma keep frontin'
Cause what you don't know is I'm a baller on a budget
(And I)

Keep it cool, they know I'm hot
(And I)
Do what it do, running the spot
(And I)
Don't want no problems
I'm just really tryna party
Ain't a dollar in my wallet
And nobody tryna rob me
(So I)
Keep it cool, they know I'm hot
(They know I'm hot)
Do what it do, running the spot
(Running the spot)
Don't want no problems
I'm just really tryna party
Ain't a dollar in my wallet
And nobody tryna rob me
(So I)
Tell myself its too good to be true
These niggas like, "Ab, I bet it feel good to be you"
But I'm just living my life, like T.I. and Rihanna
Making grown women melt, like ice in a sauna
And you know I got my shades on
Mackin' a model that keeps pronouncing my name wrong
I don't cuff her, but she respects my authority
So when you lookin' for a G

You could find me in the hood poppin'
All in the club stuntin'
There is no other option
And you can't tell me nothin'
The camera keeps flashin
So I'mma keep flauntin'
Cause what you don't know is I'm a baller on a budget
(And I)
Fresh dressed like a million bucks
(And I)
I hold it down, they know what's up
The party ain't stopping
So I'mma keep frontin'
Cause what you don't know is I'm a baller on a budget
(And I)
 
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"Can Anybody Hear Me"
(feat. Punch)

"Can Anybody Hear Me"
(feat. Punch)



[Hook:]
I've tried to do right
Seems as though the only way is selling my soul
It's getting hard out here
Does anybody feel me?
Cause I'm drowning in shame
Trying to maintain
Wide awake chasing my dreams
Is anybody out there?
Can anybody hear me?

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Sometimes I gotta ask myself what do I do it for
Is it to cover up the fact I'm really insecure?
See music made it possible for me to be somebody
So if you had to say yourself
Is my intention pure?
Am I the next Shakur?
Or an intention whore?
Am I big in this prom or am I premature
Does anybody feel me or am I too far to reach
Like the edge of the world, from Redondo beach
Some say I manifest destiny when I'm on these beats
Others say I ain't flashy enough to shine
You need a chain at least
And you can be more hood
You got niggas on both sides
You acting like you ain't good
Well you from Carson right
[?] was tight
And you hot
But can you make another soul on ice
Everybody trynna tell me what I shouldn't and should
But will they still wanna [?] it up when I go 'wood

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Punch]

My niggas searching for a pot o' gold
I can [?] to cool my heart to stone
Pumping cement through my veins
Taking everything for granted
Who can recognise my pain
Y'all niggas never did hear me
So I quit calling out to niggas
Let y'all deal with it, I figured
Why cast my pearls to swine
If you don't know about grapes
I couldn't tell you 'bout wine
I couldn't tell you 'bout these lines
They just hit me like rain
Without a cloud in the sky
On a summer's day
Ay, I guess it's how I was raised
Accurate knowledge, while my peers frolicked and played
My product was in some ways, disrupting my coming of age
Future looking dim and Ab-Soul wear shades
I'd never cover my face
I look death in the eyes, didn't blink one time
I never felt more alive than that day
But who's to say I'm different
And when I speak niggas scared they ain't listening
And that's beyond me
But I believe just four more minutes
And the truth was stranger than fiction once reality get to kicking in
It's like the modern day Noah's Ark, they took no note
Their bare heart came back and bit them no their hope floating
That's why I'm fishing through a sea of niggas
They don't hear me and I don't see 'em niggas

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]

You see, it's like the Titanic scene
With the rescue boats
Slash dramatic in that
I can save y'all with quotes
I dropped the gym adrenaline accelerated my pulse
And I can say it's dope but what do I really know
Currently the word is that I'm too abstract
I can barely get my engineer to mix my tracks
I'm trynna provide you with facts
Trynna keep it real
But y'all not interested in that
You're more concerned with my appeal
You rather see me on youtube, unconcealing and still
Or on WorldstarHipHop, with diamonds in my wristwatch
Or a media take-out
Victim of a media stakeout
Cursing them out so bad
Most of my words were blanked out
I hate it when my name is mentioned with the same niggas
Who other than their DNA are the same niggas
They in the same circle, fuck the same bitches
Shake the same hands, man I'm trynna expand
For me it's gotta be to catch a flight back to Carson
I'm a need a passport for it
If you don't wanna hear me do your boy a favour
And press fast-forward, and listen to the emotion in the chorus
No this ain't a [?] outfit
But if it was I wore it
Come from a different cloth, rippin my bars
Pause
With my bare hands I can move the earth
Just cause I said it in my verse
That's the power of words
You may not ever get what I was trying to accomplish
I might not ever get to do a song with Jay
And hear him brag on Hot97 about how I'm so [?]
I'm ready to throw in the towel like laundry day
But I feel as though I've reached the point of no return
Like an expired thirty day warranty
And I deserve to be the best artist you heard
And I put that on, [?]
That's my word
 
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"Christopher Droner"

"Christopher Droner"


(It's all subjective shit)
Yeah, you know? It's like the calm before the storm
(Perception is everything)
Soulo the god and The Ichiban Don

[Hook:]
Bunch of fuckin' drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own

Can't think for your own

Out my window all I see is Babylon, grab your gun
You ain't a knight tonight, you won't live to see the mornin' sun
Yellow tape, pistols in your face, hold on, show no weakness
Money, murder, grab your burner, cabins burnin' where it's freezing
Soulo, yeah I'm the one you heard about
Fuck's gotten into Herbert now? He's so foul it's birds around
Had it my way like it's Burger King, you don't want beef, put that burger down
Don't go against my coalition, you can kiss my colon, pow
Guess it's in my heritage, I double-cross snakes and go ape shit
Psychedelic, she left on her heels and I'm chewin' pills, I can't taste shit
My dick look like a spaceship, "Stairway to Heaven" on my playlist
On 9/11 I called 9-1-1 and the voice recording said this (Hello)

[Hook]

About face
Can't think for your own

This ain't no manifesto, you niggas know me
My niggas manifest O's of the OG
High tech sippin' hi-tech like Detroit Red used to coach me
AB, see he, D-E, F the (most G)
No pen though, I just pulled this shit out the wind, bro
Ain't got shit to lose, but a win bro, it's a win, bro, this shit's simple
Gettin' dough like Papa John, your momma all on Papa John
Ain't got no chain, I ain't no slave, ain't got no watch, I ain't got the time
The SWAT team got robots and I'm thinkin' 'bout coppin' mine
Literally, fuck a pair of shoes, I'm cockin' nines, dare you to shoot
Headline, Ab-Soul facin' fed time
Rewind, it wasn't 'bout that, no rat but I'm droppin' dimes
Iceberg Slim with the furnace on, I knows war, that's real talk
All my life, I knew I was ill, Rock had me on the billboard
In God I trust, I ain't no fool, no
But on the real, I just hope my credit card does too, Soul

[Hook]

About face
Can't think for your own

I bought some Alexander Wang, after I heard "New Slaves"
Went and bought some Alexander Wang, after I heard "New Slaves"
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul, y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul, y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul
 
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"Closure"

"Closure"


[Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:]
Yeah, yeah...
I called you back I'm glad you didn't answer baby
Cause every-time we talk I always feel the static baby
Could be the distance, yeah
You spoke the truth into existence to degrade yourself
Told me keep it G as if you told yourself
Knew that I was on the move
I got to prove my theories to be true

[Hook - Ab-Soul & Jhene Aiko:]
I know it's getting hard to think about me
I know it's hard to see me on the TV
I know you wish you never met me
I liked you better when you didn't like me
Things just ain't the same no more
Things just ain't the same no more
Still think about you everyday
And I wish I could stay
But things just ain't the same no more

[Verse 2 - Ab-Soul:]
I don't regret a second that we shared, hell no
In fact I often wish that you was here, right now, ow, ow
Cause' when Lori left me you was right there
Lord knows you had the right care
I wonder if you still praying to the East
I wonder if you ever forgave me

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Ab-Soul:]

I know I said it'll be just one time
But it felt so good that I came back twice
And I take full blame
But in this word of selfish men
You keep your heart inside your chest
And not in someone else's hand
 
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"Constipation"
(performed by Black Hippy)
(feat. Ab-Soul, Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar & Schoolboy Q)

"Constipation"
(performed by Black Hippy)
(feat. Ab-Soul, Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar & Schoolboy Q)



[Intro: Ab-Soul]
As we proceed to give you what you need, T-D-E

[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q & Ab-Soul]
Omega, Black Hippy came through to switch flavors
Wake and bake no taters
Pa-pass me the ketchup I'll homestyle fry em'
You niggas better catch up as swift as I am
I was born in Zion
I defeated the Lion, soul made of iron
Yeah, Soul made of iron
Now a nigga talking, now you can't fold when you trying
Try for triumph
Survive by any means necessary even if it means dying
Dying! Fuck the world missionary, Malcom got popped
Obama got in office, and I'm still on the block
Ain't shit changed,the grinding never stops
Call it progress, and the reason why the chicks always fall in our nest
Two niggas getting high
Heh! Flying objects. Hehehaha! Yes!
We got next, now forever the hippy is black interrogated by (By!)
Instrumentals that give me a rhythm
Put the maze together and blaze
Don't be afraid, (Aye), See this is how we do
Would say I thought you knew but that would not be true
In fact, Be Q
You fags are through and like all of you teachers thus far
I'm passing you (Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

[Hook: Ab-Soul & Schoolboy Q]
Black Hippy! Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy
Soul!
Black Hippy, Black-bla-b-b-bl-Black Hippy
(yeh) Black-bla-b-b-b-bla-b-bla-b-bla-b-bla-b-b-b-Black Hippy
Please fix ya face, we rolling up so much, anticipation
We finna shock the nation, Oh Shit! Constipation!
Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches fuck hoes
Fuck bitches (We finna shock the nation) fuck hoes
Fuck bitches, (Constipation)fuck hoes, fuck bitches, fuck hoes
Fuck bitches, fuck hoes, fuck bitches, fuck hoes (As we proceed)

[Verse 2: Jay-Rock & Kendrick Lamar]
Activist
(black hippy) Rebel without a cause
Full clip left you stiff like a manikin
Hit him in his temple, left him at the Taj Mahal, What you on
I'm on some other shit, feeling like I stepped off the mother ship
We sabotage the government, CIA gotta evacuate when we done
The state troopers would call off the shooters at dead run
It's going down I said
Boogie down, down
Boogie down Bronx
In a black borrow hound
Bumping Biggie like
Pac ain't dead
Two side call it Twenty-two (Ugh)
I'm twenty-two and I rap like twenty zoos
Straight animal
Ace Ventura couldn't find no cure
So raw probably bite off the face of Hannibal
Protein shakes, acid, and manure

[Hook]
 
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"D.R.U.G.S."
(feat. Mac Miller)

"D.R.U.G.S."
(feat. Mac Miller)



[Ab-Soul & Mac Miller:]
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I say I love my mama, Lord knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood
I love this music, it come from up above
I love my niggas and I love my bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
The whole world we livin' in
Everything that's livin' in it
Trees down to the bugs
Can't forget about my plug
'Cause last but not least I love drugs
I love drugs
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help

[Ab-Soul:]
They say the apple don't fall far from the tree
Apple a day, it keep the doctors away
I wonder if my father got more faded than me
But I can't ask him, 'cause the doctors couldn't save him, baby
My mama clean as holy water, hallelujah
We total opposites, I'm dirty as this Fanta mix
We Qualitesters, we can't find no Hi-Tech, I ain't lyin', nigga
Act stashed on the low for the high, nigga
Whole squad full of them codeine fiends
OG by the OZ, and I still owe the weed man down the street
Monster magic off them Xannies, I might have me one
Mix it with the syrup, Perc' on top of that
Then I'll be numb, if I don't wake up, tell 'em…

I love my mama, Lord knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood
I love this music, it come from up above
I love my niggas and I love my bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
I love the whole world we livin' in
And everything that's livin' in it
From the trees down to the bugs
Can't forget about my plug
'Cause last but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I love drugs
(Purple still comin' in)

Molly got me rollin', got me rollin', nigga
I got the sniffles, need a box of tissues (Blow it!)
I got some issues, I ain't talkin' about a newspaper
Talkin' about the issues that come with this new paper
My new bitch in the next room in the nude, nigga
Broad day, blinds open—see the view, nigga?
Cornea, so scarred can't look myself up in the eyes
But if I could I would say: "Who is you, nigga?!"
What's become of Herb III's son?
Wasn't for these abortions I'd probably be on my third son
That was they decision, for the record
Just clearin' my conscience
That don't make it better, nigga
You know I know better, nigga

[Ab-Soul & Mac Miller:]
I love my mama, Lord knows I does
I love my family, my cousins, that's my blood
I love this music, it come from up above
I love my niggas and I love my bitches
I love everybody that's listenin'
If you rich or poor, so what?
I love the whole world we livin' in
And everything that's livin' in it
From the trees down to the bugs
Can't forget about my plug
'Cause last but not least I love drugs
Last but not least I love drugs
I can't help myself, I think I need some help
I can't help myself, I think I need some help

You ain't never seen a junky so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh
Think I need some help
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
I think I need some help
Junky so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
I think I need some help
I love my mama
You ain't never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh
You ain't never seen a junky
Lords knows I does
I think I need some help, I need some help
I love my mama
I need some help, I need some help
Lord knows I does
Can you go find me some help?

(That's what I'm sayin'. That's why you don't need a Xan, cuz. I said time flies... Didn't you hear what I said? I said time flies. Time flies, love fades... Goddamn, man!)

[Ab-Soul:]
Married to marijuana, addicted to cigarettes
Codeine's my concubine, cocaine confidant
Adderall Admiral, absolutely, give Danny credit
Perc' 30 flow, exactly how Saudi said it
Season pass to Xanny land, Hennessy in my piss
Can't forget I'm psychic off them psychedelics
And for the kids lookin' up to me for what I've seen
No, I don't need any of these things to do anything
Soul

All my brethren, I pray for your mercy
And that you alleviate my pain
You that dwell in the glory of God
Listen to the sufferance of this
Your humble servant
Grant me health, well-being, and happiness
Amen
 
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"Day In The Life"
(feat. Kendrick Lamar)

"Day In The Life"
(feat. Kendrick Lamar)



[Ab-Soul & (Kendrick Lamar):]
My nigga, do you have a gas can?
(The fuck I'm gonna do with a gas can, nah, nigga what?)
It's just been a long ass day, man
All I need is a gas can
(Na, try down across the street, I think that nigga keep one, I don't know)
I'm finna head over there and I'mma be right back
(Fuck what you doing, man?
Knocking on the door extra hard and shit like you just stressed out or something)
My nigga, I don't even know where to begin, dog
(What happened, man?)

[Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:]
Look, I woke up this morning feeling fucked up
What else is new? Like God be like, "To hell with you"
To tell the truth, I ain't been to church in like three or fo'
Years, not months, have mercy on my soul
Threw on the wife-beater, put a fitted on my skull
Took a long ass piss, grabbed my shades and hit the door
I had half a blunt left from last night
I lit that bitch up like a lightbulb and got right
Started to orchestrate my day like a maestro
I should hit the lab, I got verses like the Bible
I heard hip hop need revival
It's been camouflaged like the mascot for Geico
In that bullshit, I took another pull quick
My mind flooded like a fucking swimming pool is
Went back in the house, raided my mom's refrigerator
But everybody's on a diet and my stomach ain't quiet
I said, "Fuck it", hit the shower like a jackpot
The weed got my teeth off-white like crack rock
Toothbrush from the 99 cent store
I got a million dollar smile, it don't make sense though
Threw on my army fatigue shorts and a T that say "Peace Not War"
Now everybody eyeing me
I don't know if I need an iron or it's the irony
And by the way, I'm at the gas station now
But not to get gas, just another black and mild
Shit this half a half a tank gon' have to last until Monday
And it's Tuesday, the bitches still want me like a bouquet
I hit my nigga Agent, he want to roll up two Ls like Cool J
I'm like, "Alright, cool, Jay"
But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday
I can't go in smelling like weed, he said, "Okay"
Stop by the cheap tobacco store, two swishers for a dollar
And when he meet me, we finna get high, like a greeting
He told me, "Drop five", I said, "I got you next time"
Long story short, I bumped my head on cloud nine
And I'm chilly chill even when it's hot outside
Rode to the studio rather blasted
I spit like a dragon that'll leave a fan flabbergasted
That's when my gas and my check engine light
Clicked on at the same exact time I signal right
And that ain't right, I got shit to do today
Cause any day you could be attending my eulogy
Got to the studio when everybody left
I saw a note that read, "We went to go work on Detox with Weezy F"

[Break - Kendrick Lamar & (Ab-Soul):]
My fault nigga, I actually came up with the idea to write that
(You laughin' but that shit ain't funny man)
It was funny at first but

[Hook - Ab-Soul:]
A day in the life
Of mister soul brother number deuce
Damn he nice
I'm thinking if you only knew
You could fuck with it or middle fingers up to your whole crew
Tell 'em the regular nigga said it and that it
A day in the life
Of mister soul brother number deuce
Damn he nice
I'm thinking if you only knew
You could fuck with it or middle fingers up to your whole crew

[Verse 2 - Ab-Soul & (Kendrick Lamar):]
Now it's 2:58 and I'm running late for work
Running meanin' stuck in traffic cause the Home Depot is finna jerk
I been in the same position before
Manager said it better be my last time, but it won't
I clocked in around 3:10 and I'm wishing I didn't
Cause UPS just brought in this big ass shipment
And for those that don't know, I work at a record store
And I make hot records (That's a sick ass gimmick)
Finished the inventory then I logged on Myspace
I had one download and 'bout 16 plays
5 friend requests from sucka MCs making a name
I signed out and had to question my aim (You weak nigga, that's all)
This old-timer walked in and we got to talking about Eric B and Rakim
And the perm on Al Sharpton
Osama bin Laden, Obama in the office
And he looked me in my face and said I'm destined for fame
Told him I do music, he like, "Whatever you do, do it
And don't blink, the moment you close your eyes, you'll lose it"
Word to wise, that was some great advice
That I took like I stole it, then my head sort of swollen
I guess that's why I shits on 'em like a cleansed colon
Told the rest of the shoppers we finna be closing
I locked up like Akon and hit the street
It's 8 PM, and I ain't had shit to eat
All day, KFC, snackers a dollar each
Bar-b-que and nacho cheese
I bought 4, ate 3, gave one to Top Dawg
I would've had one for Punch but he moved like a sloth
I'm back at the studio now if I lost ya
And everything's straight, you can thank great posture
Hit my lil momma up cause I'm trying to cut
But she on the rag and I don't mean a bandanna
She told me come through, she gave me head like Rihanna
And I deserve a standing ovation for my swagger
Chuck the deuce, headed for the car to finish off the night right
But it wouldn't start

[Ab-Soul & (Kendrick Lamar):]
Laugh it up nigga, laugh it up man
Shit ain't funny man, that's why I need that damn gas can
(Gas, nigga, you gotta put 5 dollars not 3 in)
Shit nigga I ain't got 5 dollars to put in!
(That'll get you one gallon, nigga)
Whatever man, bullshit dog, keep laughin'
(Tryin' to save that extra dollar for that menu
For the McDonalds menu nigga ain't gotta cut all the time
Nigga you gotta put the whole 5 in it)
You gon' shoot me 5 or what? Fuckin' bastard
(I know you're on a budget, but damn)
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
29.695
"Double Standards"

"Double Standards"


One time for your mind

[Verse 1:]
He with the homies, he with the homies
No squares in his circle, nobody phonie
He with the homies, he with the homies
We don't love them hoes, let's get this money
He got a main chick, been with her for a while
Love making, and making out
His fellas in his ear, "you acting like a queer"
You going on dates, we tryna get this cake
The pressure be setting in
If you a real man, you would fuck her friend
Head saying no, other one saying yes
His girl girlfriend been with it, it's scandalous
Unfasten her clothes, is what you gonna tell his soul
The thrill of it all got him off, case closed
He hesitated, and she say "why you push me?
If you don't get this pussy, then you a pussy"

[Hook:]
Tired of living, living, living
By this double standard, standard, standard
Tired of living, living, living
By this double standard, standard, standard

[Verse 2:]
She with the girls, she with the girls
Hair done, nails done, no care in the world
She with the girls, she with the girls
They all wifey material, yes sir
She want a boyfriend, she been missing out
On love making and making out
But she ain't having the best luck
Everybody who chop it up only want a cut
One of her girlfriends got one
She been jealous of the relationship since day one
But last week he made a pass at her
She knew she had him, her ass a little fatter
Unbutton his jeans and then she fell to her knees
She finally found company for her misery
He hesitated, and she say "why you push me?
If you don't get this pussy, then you a pussy"

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]

See the moral of the story is
She a ho, he a pimp
Old girl'll forgive her man
But her girlfriend's cut off like Edward's hands
What's fucked up is he got at her
Bitches call her a rat, but shit she's heard worse
To my niggas having bitches, it's what you just do
To the bitches having niggas, this what a slut do
My auntie told me always treat my lady right
My uncle told me only love 'em for a night
You can see the immediate disconnection
Between a man and a woman, the reason for aggression
For example, you heard of Amber Cole
But you don't know that nigga that was getting dome
I'm saying we heard of Amber Cole
But we don't know that lil' nigga that was getting dome

It's just my interpretation of the situation

[Hook]
 
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"Dreamin'"
(feat. K-Boy & Tone Trump)

"Dreamin'"
(feat. K-Boy & Tone Trump)



This type of shit you gotta have your shit on point, fool
SJ please excuse the delay
Know it take time for perfection
And we do strive for perfection, yeah
Ab-Solar system
The best

I got dreams, I got those aspirations
The plaques that are platinum and gold
This is stack, not for show
This is actually happening, I'll have you know
How I've mastered my craft faster than average
Lapping you slowpokes, I'm after the cat
'Cause solo is so broke that I need a cast
Please understand this ain't quite what it may seem
This rap shit ain't all that it's cracked up to be
So until my name ring like thug liberty
Bell, I'mma raise hell, it rains and it pours
So much it can fill a well
And I know that well and if you don't feel no well
Got a dime of kush, tryna dub move the tree
Like the hotel, her blunt took a face, only time I take an L
And I never fell even if I slip and fall
I get up, dust myself off and pick up where I left off
You know what?

I've got too much heart to stop and give up on my dreams
So I won't
And I refuse to let you tell me that I can't, so I don't
I've been struggling, tryna see it till the end
And I will
'Cause it's evident
I can't stop, I won't stop, I can't stop it, no

They keep rewinding, I keep on grinding
Stacking this paper to get up my shining
I know the sun shine right after the rain
Deal with the pain and I never complain
Born in the struggle, my mind is a muscle
I go so hard with the grind and the hustle
Learn in this game not to screw up the bizz
This ain't about me, I'll just do for my kids
All work and no play, got no time for no hoes
I said so, I'm tryna accomplish my goals
Love for the craft but that's all for the cream
You stress up my back tryna build up my team
Niggas gonna hate but shit most of 'em fake
I pay them no mind, I just stack up my cake
Don't know how to feel homie, that ain't my thing
But better believe I'mma get to my dreams

I've got too much heart to stop and give up on my dreams
So I won't
And I refuse to let you tell me that I can't, so I don't
I've been struggling, tryna see it till the end
And I will
'Cause it's evident
I can't stop, I won't stop, I can't stop it, no

Lil' nigga with a dream like Doctor King
I want the fancy cars, I wanna rock the bling
I want the pretty girls, I want the big house
I want my mama living somewhere far away out
I want my kids going to school with the whiteys
I want a sneaker deal, somebody call Nike
I wanna shoot movies, somebody call Spike Lee
This for the kids in the ghetto just like me
If you want it then can get it, you gotta work for it
I wouldn't want it if I didn't had to work for it
So I grind and I push then I push some more
I ain't in but I'm right at the front door
You know you're close when the haters start hating
You know you're close when the real start faking
I keep the law first and I go hard
I came from nothing, it's only right I show off

I've got too much heart to stop and give up on my dreams
So I won't
And I refuse to let you tell me that I can't, so I don't
I've been struggling, tryna see it till the end
And I will
'Cause it's evident
I can't stop, I won't stop, I can't stop it, no
 
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