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"Regular Nigga"
(feat. Big Pooh (Little Brother)

"Regular Nigga"
(feat. Big Pooh (Little Brother)



I'm just a regular nigga doing regular shit
Doin' what I do, just doin' what I do, just doin' what I do
Just a regular nigga doing regular shit
Yeah doin' what I do, just doin' what I do, just doin' what I do

[Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:]
Only thing I ever seen with a purple label
Was a grape swisha, fill it with the purple kush
Pro fives all day, what you know 'bout that?
I know all my LA, niggas know 'bout that
I had the '87 with no system
Portable CD player adapter and it sound ok
Yeah it's a bucket, but I still make it around ok
I was a hustler making my rounds all day though
I keep the cool like a fridge in an igloo
Not too flashy and I ain't too ashy to class he, but that's me
Y'all niggas having menages, I was happy to score in the backseat
I had to get a job, y'all was pushing the packs
Y'all was on Melrose, we was on Am block
Y'all was shooting, we was going twenty-one no headshots
Enjoying it, you new rap niggas is spoiling it

[Hook - Ab-Soul:]
I'm just a regular nigga doing regular shit
I drive a regular car, got my regular bitch
Still dressing the part in my regular fit
Like being regular is some irregular shit
You niggas is living the dream
You niggas is getting the cream
Ab in the back, passin' a black
Which one of y'all don't know 'bout that?
I'm on my regular shit

[Verse 2 - Rapper Big Pooh:]
White shirt, black chucks
Some new tattoos, am I cool or what?
A few karats in the ear
And I make music that you need to hear
Cups up, let's toast to the year
Young old nigga, I ain't just appear
To the public, my picture's unclear
Around my neck, I don't sport chandeliers
And I don't travel in the Lear
Business or coach class, West coast I'm here
It's no benz's pulling up
No bitches in the back of the 'Bach trynna fuck
I just stack up my chips
Young black man traveling on the road to get rich
Then get wealthy, y'all don't smell me
Regular nigga now, ain't shit you can tell me

[Hook - Ab-Soul:]
I'm just a regular nigga doing regular shit
I drive a regular car, got my regular bitch
Still dressing the part in my regular fit
Like being regular is some irregular shit
You niggas is living the dream
You niggas is getting the cream
Ab in the back, passin' a black
Which one of y'all don't know 'bout that?
I'm on my regular shit

[Verse 3 - Ab-Soul:]
Okay, back to reality
You playboys makin' rap a fantasy
Hugh Hef could run hip-hop
How many of his hoes have y'all use his props?
In videos and whatnot, shows, entourage
How much your whole ensemble cost?
Look I'm sayin', there's nothing wrong with flossin'
But there's so much more important
Than what you sport in, how many mills you got
Or how many houses on the hill you got
They didn't love me when I was lucky enough to get new kicks
But now they all on some new shit, on who's dick?
Bargain shoppin', a walk-in closet
Until my money sky high like the mutant school
I like to give you what you're not immune to
You all look the same, I can't tell who's who

[Hook - Ab-Soul:]
I'm just a regular nigga doing regular shit
I drive a regular car, got my regular bitch
Still dressing the part in my regular fit
Like being regular is some irregular shit
You niggas is living the dream
You niggas is getting the cream
Ab in the back, passin' a black
Which one of y'all don't know 'bout that?
I'm on my regular shit

[Bridge - Ab-Soul:]
Just doin' what I do, just doin' what I do, just doin' what I do
Yeah, doin' what I do, just doin' what I do, just doin' what I do

What else could you do? What else could Ab-Soul do?
Could Ab-Soul do the 9 to 5? Could you be a construction worker?
Or is it just, is it not gonna happen, like it's gotta be music
I mean, it's really all I got man
There's not too much else I wanna do
I'm not gonna say too much I can do
But it's not much else that I wanna do really, know what I mean?
This is really my passion, but I'm just gonna ride it out
Know what I mean? Whether I'm making minimum wage with it or whatever
Know what I'm sayin'? Shit, I'm broke, I still got a job right now
 
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"Ride Slow"
(feat. Danny Brown & Delusional Thomas)

"Ride Slow"
(feat. Danny Brown & Delusional Thomas)



[Intro - Ab-Soul:]
Ain't no sitting down in here my nigga
Yeah [evil laughs]
Yeah keep-say-Oh I think niggas is laughing at me
That's right make that spooky shit
Yo-y-y-yo-yo look-look
I Ride Slow

[Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:]
These rhythms of visions of me living colossal, ahead of my time
In time you'll find that I'm a fossil
Know not what I do
Lord do you have mercy on my soul? Far as I know I'm a poet or in an apostle
Smoking my dro, smell the aroma on my clothes
Rose from the dirt, so I'm down to Earth
(Oh I know)
You made a few bucks now you feel buck
Your chains gold, my shades all black
I can do this with a blindfold
This ain't rap this is find a mine in your mind blow
Your brains back out of your wave cap, I don't know Tae Bo
But I kick that, you're a Kit-Kat
Life's sweet but, way down the line you're just a snack

[Hook - Earl Sweatshirt & Ab-Soul:]
It gets cold on the road to the riches
(Yeah, I Ride Slow)
The cars and the clothes is expensive
(Yo, I Ride Slow)
These hoes with they nose in my business
(Yeah, I Ride Slow)
Nigga
(Yo, I Ride Slow)
These rhythms of visions of me living colossal, ahead of my time
In time you'll find that I'm a fossil
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
Insane in the membrane!

[Verse 2 - Ab-Soul:]
I Ride Slow, live fast, small time to big cash
Cut corners, cut loose, cut class, fuck school
Had to learn though, the harder way
Pushing pennies but see a three's a 16 in my sport
Figure deal me I'm filthy I know it's greedy out here
I told you that but I made my way through it like Moses did with his staff!
Relax, and try not to step on the crack, that'll break your mothers back
On the surface I will certainly scratch
See Mac? He made this from scratch, just imagine what we could do with a flick of the wrist
Your puppets anyway, let's say I'm playing ventriloquist
Go this a way, go that a way, I'm scatter brain with this shit
What's that a K? Put that away, no weapons formed against, me... shall pass
Remember that? I'm biblical with this shit
The tales from the Crip, on the soul of Sunday schools finna flip
Oh! (blow)
The cameras gone so bring the acid tabs along and let's all gather round and sing my fucking song!
Yo, I Ride Slow...

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Danny Brown:]

Check!
I Ride Slow, sparking like exhaust, smite a pyro
A psycho, Xannys in my cup before I pour a fo'
You nacho, mean a nigga put cheese on you
Pulling up no headlights but there's red beams on you
Apostle, smoking on this dope my brain colossal
Helps out the flow to do tricks like a brothel
Roll the lace with Angel Dust and pages of the bible
Survival tactics, target practice if you lacking it get drastic
Caskets If you niggas talking ass backwards
Up shits creek with a tissue paddle, OG Kush make a nigga chest rattle
Call your number like you just won the raffle
Nigga you Snapple sweet come after me it's casualty
Turn you into vegetables as if i dropped the celery
The reality is all you niggas fictitious, smack you
With the hand of satan cause you need some sanitation
Any nigga hating we gon' turn them to a raisin
One nigga, 30 clip, turn your brain into bacon bits
And I ain't saying shit cause I'm coming from Detroit where
I'm coming up short then niggas Ride Slow, AK-ing up your porch
(I Ride Slow!)

(I-I-I Ride)
(I-I-I Ride)

[Interlude - Doeburger:]
Niggas talking about all this lean shit, nigga I been sipping this shit since... been sipping this shit
(I Ride Slow)
Silly out here...
Niggas wanna tell me about 2 cups, nigga I gave this nigga Soul his first 2 cups nigga
I gave cuz his first cup of Lean
What you niggas talking bout?
(I Ride Slow)
Cuz older than me, that's what I be talking about see? fuck it
(I Ride Slow)
(These rhythms of visions of me living colossal, ahead of my time
In time you'll find that I'm a fossil)
Soulo

[Hail Mary melody]
La-la-la-la-la
Do you wanna ride or die?
(I Ride Slow)
What do we have here now? Run quick see
Come with me, come with me
(Inhale Mary)
Come with me, come with me
(Exhale Mary)
La-la-la-la-la
(I Ride Slow)

[Verse 4 - Ab-Soul:]
I heard they stopped making Actavis...
(You know when I heard that?)
While I was sipping Actavis!
Fast life, slow motion in my double cup
The screw give me drive like a flat-head, every fill up
I must be Captain Phillips
These niggas don't speak my language
Residue on my debit card, don't tell my moms
That it's a lot more than marijuana in her son
I walk on the dark side, only to shed light where they ain't no sun
Deadline Snapback on my mind, I ain't suicidal I'm just fly
My rhymes, Ciroc and Ayahuasca would you like a sip?
Enlightenment from a low life that's more than likely high
What I do with 8 zips nigga? You don't know the half
All these lines add up like a motherfucking graph
Rap as if I had 2 left feet, tryna walk a righteous path
So here's a question that I ask...
What's a negative with no plus?
A Benz with no bus?
A curse with no gift?
Who's God with no us?

[Verse 5 - Delusional Thomas:]
Delusional, murder marsupials when I puke a flow
Put my dick in witches from the Crucible
I'm hard to get a read on, that pussy shaking, Parkinson's Disease on
Pardon me I sneezed, blessing conscious as I speaks freely
Death is cold homie, breathe easy
Loaded gun in front of me
Shoot the soul right out of Soul, yeah you my homie
You do my murder

Ay-ay-ay-ay
Fuck off! Maaaaaan
(I Ride Slow)
(Stop sniffing on that God-Damn bleach is what you need to do)

How dare a man talk about the potency of my pack?
I snort dope, it's mixed with Crystal Meth and gastric bypass
Satan's blood in my flesh
Nobody is high as, and These Days the iPad
Will tell you that your life will be no longer than an eyelash...
And then float away
(I Ride Slow)
So good luck!

[Outro:]

Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-boop-
Fuck yeah!

Yo Doeburger man
 
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"Run Tha Show"

"Run Tha Show"


[Hook:]
I run the game (I run the game)
I run the show (Stop that)
When the curtain open, they be yelling Ab-soul (Go 'head)
And if you didn't (Know what?)
Then now you know (What's up?)
Asshole, Ab-Soul kick up flow
I got you

Back by popular demand, it's your man
Dot, tell them what I am -- (You's a motherfucking scoundrel)
Villainous, I don't care if you sensitive
I'm different -- my only proof of birth's a death certificate
Brain like a fried egg, dick long as my leg
I don't give a fuck though, but I love having sex
Hit my weed man up, told me all he had was stress
Rock, ask DT how he wanna handle this
Now I'm in the Nickersons but I ain't got no business here
Cause I could get killed cause of the colors on the shit I wear
Fuck it though, I'm in this bitch -- acting all hard
But watch me turn impotent as soon as niggas trip and shit
I only got one life and nigga I ain't risking it
I'll probably catch cancer by twenty-six
Smoke like a burning building, never choke and if I do
That's that killa, meaning, nigga that'll murder you
That's the fire on my chest dude
"Ab-Soul you smoke too much, how it affect you?"
One time, I got so high up in the sky
That I ran a couple laps then took a nap in the restroom
Get it? I took a nap in the restroom
I'm in the laboratory, sipping vodka out a test tube
And if anybody wanna throw shots or leave flesh wounds
Tell 'em I'll be in the streets with my cleats

[Hook:]
I run the game (I run the game)
I run the show (Stop that)
When the curtain open, they be yelling Ab-soul (Go 'head)
And if you didn't (Know what?)
Then now you know (What's up?)
Asshole, Ab-Soul kick up flow
I got you

Show-stopper, Carson globetrotter
Rhyme like popping a Glock, get low like Flo-Rida
You know that nigga Soul keep one in the chamber
Motherfuck a judge though, there's no justice for brothers
My nigga B Slim in the pen like permanent ink
And like my first LP, I'm waiting on his release
Machete sharp on you niggas every sixteen
I should charge per bar like a store that sell dumbbells
I ain't finna kiss the bride, but I'm finna unveil the truth
Niggas be trash like junk-mail in the booth
After who? Y'all know that
So I think I'm wasting a gift if y'all gon' rap
Am I the shit? Read my black ass lips
Like confessions of video vixens we all wanna hit
Kick it like a creative recreation on some everyday shit
And I don't even own a pair, but it's fair to say I

[Hook:]
I run the game (I run the game)
I run the show (Stop that)
When the curtain open, they be yelling Ab-soul (Go 'head)
And if you didn't (Know what?)
Then now you know (What's up?)
Asshole, Ab-Soul kick up flow
I got you

Hit you up like Pac
Then when you get to heaven ask Biggie who shot you
I pity you rap dudes, you niggas in my way
You're talking to the father, don't play Marvin Gaye
Better yet, I'm the author-slash-martyr with a probable cause
To ball harder than Coach Carter starters
Pack more green than the team that gave the boot to Brett Favre
And you could hear the horror in my aura
Monster, like the one under your bed
Say your prayers 'fore I shed through your epidermal layer
With intentions to hurt you like a technical foul player
Even in a scrimmage I make you hemorrhage
I got a scheme to get richer than movie screen depictions of Bruce Wayne
No bats, just game
In fact, you niggas wanna know why you're lame?
I gets more fly, you stay plain, how 'bout that?
More figures than your calculator could count
I got more flavor than garlic on niggas' recording
I hate y'all, I'm sick of rap
Punch, hit the space bar

Largo termino...
Long term, bitches
If you can compare yourself to anybody else in hip-hop who would it be?
And this is not comparing them to be side by side
This is somebody that you see great music inside them
And every time you hear them it makes you wanna work on your craft
Man, really I mean, I mean K Dot man, that nigga's a monster
K Dot?
That nigga's a monster
Uh, he's probably the only rapper still that gives me the chills at this point
Aside from like Hov or someone like that
 
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"Rush"

"Rush"


"This Northwood, this is where I slumber at. You know what I'm saying?"

I got my mind on the prize, wheels on the roll
Eyes to the skies, bless my soul
Rush... Rush

I was on Avalon, in a Avalon
With the window down, two notche for TV on
Yeah, that’s what he be on
California sunshine, heater on
I laid the text but sometimes niggas read it wrong
Still a slave to the page, no beeper on
If the sky tell lies then let me lie (where?)
In the same home that the reaper own
Fire, feel the degrees rising in this song
Keep the degree pollutin' your speakers till I’m gone
Became a tree, mama your seed is growin'
Niggas see me, see where I’m going
Uphill, and I keep going
Through the red lights, through the roadblocks
My headlights blind the opposition
Ain’t got 200 on the dash but I’m doing half

When I roll through the city it gives me a rush, rush
Swear to god it makes my adrenaline rush, rush, rush, rush, rush
So when you see me in the street I’m always in a rush, rush, rush
I’m always in a (yeaaah) rush, rush, rush
I’m always in a rush, rush, rush, rush, rush (yeaaah)
So when you see me in the street
I’m always in a rush

Rolling down central, in a bucket but I’m feeling presidential
Breaking down swisha’s, filling 'em with indo
Ho’s trying to date a nigga like info's
I’m flying right by 'em like holla back
Hoping they won’t see me through the tinted windows
Bending corners like I ain’t got a bookmark
Ain’t got the most paper but I’m booksmart
I’m speeding through life like fuck it all (My nigga)
I got my word and my fuckings balls (My nigga)
And that’s my word I’m a fucking ball (My nigga)
Control the earth so I can have a ball (My nigga)
I’m moving at a fast pace and I ain’t slowing up for Nathan
Paparazzi follow me but they can’t keep up the tape
You ain’t talking longterm and you ain’t talking my language
Don’t trip, we still popping like a stainless
Fo' real

When I roll through the city it gives me a rush, rush
Swear to god it makes my adrenaline rush, rush, rush, rush, rush
So when you see me in the street I’m always in a rush, rush, rush
I’m always in a (yeaaah) rush, rush, rush
I’m always in a rush, rush, rush, rush, rush (yeaaah)
So when you see me in the street
I’m always in a rush

Del Amo, Del Amo
Eyes on the prize, wheels on the roll
Eyes to the skies, bless my soul
Rush.... Rush
 
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"Sapiosexual"

"Sapiosexual"


[Intro - B-Diddy:]
You recording bitch!
Great minds... fuck each other
Uh, Let-Let me fuck your mind
(YMF Nigga)

[Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:]
Na-Nasty motherfucker might fuck without a rubber-
Ducky, if you're lucky
Only if you're lucky though, don't tell my mother
Am-Am I too blunt? She said uh-uh, then I lit the blunt
Young Mind Fuck, what the fuck?
She was such a...

[Hook - Ab-Soul & KR:]
Sapio Sexual
(think about it baby)
Let me fuck your mind
Let me-Let me fuck your mind
Let me hit it from the back, let me hit in rewind
Sapio Sexual
Sapio Sexual
(Think about it)
Let me fuck your mind
(She got that thing twerking)
Let me-Let me fuck your mind
(She got that thing twerking)

[Verse 2 - Ab-Soul:]
Let me choke ya up (murder scene!)
Let me poke ya up (bomb bomb)
Pussy make you wanna call 9 (one, one)
Greatest of all time Like Mike (one, one)
Check mine (one two)
Now your brain is (All mine!)
Make it rhyme, why you worry about my double enten
To-Tongue on the clit, finger fucking (Throwing gang signs)
Oh shit, know them hoes told you bout the Druggies
Might lick your asshole don't judge me (Don't Wuwwy!)
Young Mind Fuck, what the fuck? yeah I'm in this bitch
And I'm in your bitch, ain't that a bitch? I'm looking like (Switch!)
Light switch, click, then I'm in the mall like swish! (Baller mayne)
You with the hips, you and your uterus could use a lift
Uh, kiss the lips on your face and below your waist (Mwah)
Asking rhetorical questions like "who's is this?"
There is Only 1
She got that thing twerking and one thing is for certain
Yeah she a...

[Hook]

[Bridge - Isaiah Rashad:]

Take em to church!
If you don't know man, better ask somebody
(Let me fuck your mind!)
If you don't know man, better ask somebody
Somebody, somebody, somebody
If you don't know man, If you don't know man
Better ask somebody!

[Verse 3 - Ab-Soul:]
Whatever you choose, whatever you do make sure he a thug and intelligent too (True)
Dumb as ditch but they'll still school you
Make you happy but fuck you like he mad at you
Pull your weave back, (lick around your areola)
Never sober (Always getting bent) Bent over!
Haha no really though, bend over and touch your toes mami, let me see what you can do
(Work!)
Crizzle my scrilla, Soulo that nigga
Soul!
(Work!)
Cole World!
Uh, little nasty
This one for my...

[Hook]
 
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"Showin' Love"

"Showin' Love"


[Intro:]
For all my niggas doin' drugs, fuckin' hoes and showin love

[Verse 1:]
Pants still saggin' to the floor, saggin' through your turf
Like I own this fuckin' earth, I saw my fuckin' life
I'm just livin' fuckin' life, This ain't house Party 5
But what's poppin' for tonight? I got a 'lil more dough to spend
This Rest in Peace up on the LB like Nate did
Y'all ain't smokin' y'all jokin', Nugs big as Chuckie Cheese tokens and I'm tokin'
Bomb House on Skid Row ain't this potent, holy shit
I'm God-Sent, admire my skit, callate la voca in the presence of the most high (power)
Most high (power), Most high (power)
Yea you heard me right, true achiever, new ADIDAS still tryna earn my stripes

[Hook:]
For all my niggas doin' drugs, fuckin' hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]
For all my niggas doin' drugs, fuckin' hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]

[Verse 2:]
It's easy to assume we doin' decent, true indeed
I'm not from here, I'm of Heaven descent
Were you the Prius, sure it's one, it's two, it's 3
You'd have this music down to a Tee if you was me
It's 36 O's in a Ki, it's only one in Ab -Soul
Still open do's, Don't forget the dash
I might leave you with a gash, I ain't doin' no more shows unless I'm gettin' cash
Feelings full of Hash, city on my back nigga
Fucked around and put the llama on the map
Carson, Californication no travel agent
But every day's a vacation and mothafuckas hate it
I flew in, but I ain't complanin'
And everyday I'm rainin' got the most precipitation
Soul-o, Top Dawg Administration
Top Notch, Crock Pot Hot, where's your apron
Stop, watch, grab a stop watch and pry patience
And watch us pop across the population

[Hook:]
For all my niggas doin' drugs, fuckin' hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]
For all my niggas doin' drugs, fuckin' hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]

[Verse 3:]
Do that shit, we done that shit
You new to this, we run that shit
Go and tell em Soul told em, lick a scrotum suck a dick
Down for what I'm up against, clownin' when you see me
Stylin' jokin', smilin' sculpture poker face, through these black shades (Smokin' on Haze)
In the middle of the bar, at least I think so I can't quite remember where we are
All I see is stars nigga, All I see is stars
I don't know if I'm on the red carpet or on Mars
Shout out to my bitches givin' it up on the first date, Between 21 & 38 (Great)

[Hook:]
For all my niggas doin' drugs, fuckin' hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]
For all my niggas doin' drugs, fuckin' hoes and showin love
Do that shit, we done that shit, you new to this, we run that shit [x2]
 
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"Solo"

"Solo"


Better off alone
Better off alone
It's real natural, supernatural if you may
Nobody to hold
Better off alone

Time is of the essence, that's how the saying goes
Can't stop for nothing, I gotta go
Gotta kick that shit and reach my goal
Sometimes your foes is friends, sometimes your friends is foes
I don't know who I trust, I don't know who I know
I don't know who to hug, I don't know who to choke
Cause niggas be funny style and I am not a joke
I don't fuck around like sex on a merry-go
No, I bet my soul like a 40 calico
Aimin' at your skull-and-bones tell the reaper hello
Nice to meet ya, but I ain't no killer
I stay low like Shawty, far away from you niggas
Cause see

[Hook:]
They can't hate what they don't know
And they can't take what you don't show
I be better off alone
Say I be better off alone
Cause when I'm by myself I surprise myself
I could get where I'm goin', I could drive myself
With nobody to hold
Say I be better off alone

I'm movin' in slo-mo with little to no dough
It feels like everything I do is a no-go
And I got friends, but all my friends could be so-so
Or the po-po and I never know, so
I ride solo
I ride solo
Cause I got friends, but all my friends could be so-so
Or the po-po and I never know, so
I ride solo

My lady got me stressin', but I can’t blame her no
She need more time, but I'm always in the studio
Random niggas beggin' for me to feature on they songs
I wanna tell them no, I'm workin' on my own
Success'll make ya true nigga true colors show
Sometimes your foes is friends, sometimes your friends is foes
Yeah niggas be funny style and I am not a joke
Like Cedric or any comedian you know
No, I bear my soul like a 40 calico
Aimin' at your skull-and-bones tell the reaper hello
Nice to meet ya, but I ain't no killer
I stay low like Shawty, far away from you niggas
Cause see

[Hook:]
They can't hate what they don't know
And they can't take what you don't show
I be better off alone
Say I be better off alone
Cause when I'm by myself I surprise myself
I could get where I'm goin', I could drive myself
With nobody to hold
Say I be better off alone

I'm movin' in slo-mo with little to no dough
It feels like everything I do is a no-go
And I got friends, but all my friends could be so-so
Or the po-po and I never know, so
I ride solo
I ride solo
Cause I got friends, but all my friends could be so-so
Or the po-po and I never know, so
I ride solo

[Hook:]
They can't hate what they don't know
And they can't take what you don't show
I be better off alone
Say I be better off alone
Cause when I'm by myself I surprise myself
I could get where I'm goin', I could drive myself
With nobody to hold
Say I be better off alone

I like this right here, Punch
Feels right, know what I mean?
It's like one of them type of joints where you just
Spill your soul, know what I mean?
Just put your soul on a platter, know what I mean?
Or platter, excuse me
Supernatural, real things, real feelings, real emotions
Know what I mean?
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Ab-Solo
Yeah, that's my new nickname, Ab-Solo
Dolo, let's get it
 
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"SOPA"
(feat. ScHoolboy Q)

"SOPA"
(feat. ScHoolboy Q)



[Intro:]
(Soulo taught me...)
See yeah my nigga see
See yes this where that sci-fi met swag my nigga
Like the Holy Bible and a Gucci Bag
My nigga, swag!

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Oh you the kid, I'm Joseph Kony
Chip off the block, it's puffy socks in my Saucony
I touch stock, she suck cock
She dancing Secret Sundays and I'm 'bout to pray
I'm smoking dope, I'm smoking dope
She got that magical vaginal let me hocus poke
Row, row, row my boat gently down your stream
She into Alexander McQueen but she ain't met the king
(Soulo, SOULO, Soulo, SOULO) kiss the fucking ring ho
TDE we got the belt, "hold it down if nothin else"
And this is my new single, cut the cheese it's bout to melt
Lean in my cup, pinky up like Dr.Evil
Currently we seeing deeds like Adam Sandler
ScHoolboy Q, OG, and dirty pineapple Fanta
And I ain't never been a motherfucking lick 'less I'm right around the clit
Druggys with' hoes, O's and 4′s

[Hook: x2]
I'm smokin dope, yo, could smell it on my clothes
SOPA tryna censor internet, we tryna get this dough
I said look back at me when you hit the pole
Swag's so mean, on them fucking hoes

[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q]
Oh that's your bitch? Well bruh she on me
I made her lick my sack, then work the top, then fuck the homies
Got the block hot, 'cause I sold it off
No I'm not Weezy, bitch I'm weezy from that chronic cough
Yeah, I'm smoking dope, you can smell it in my beard
Have no fear, saviour of the gangster rap is fucking here
Word around town, SOPA tryna shut it down
How that sound I'm from the underground
They're gonna make me slang a pound
Figg Row (Figg Row) Figg Row (Figg Row)
Bitch, what you know about Figg Row (Figg Row)
This is original gangster, Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Smoke it, chewed it, sniff it, smell it
Inhale it, sip it, whatever
Just mix dope with your flavor uh, uh, uh, yeah
In interviews they always asking me about a lisp
Knowing damn well I'm looking like I'm slinging bricks
Ever seen an ex-student get a half a ticket
Think I'm lying? just ask Jimmy, that check was mine to...

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul and Schoolboy Q]

Soulo ho! Groovy Q!
I'm high as fuck, look at me too
Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a bitch
Fendi on, I might throw a fit
Deadline, hoodie on like Trayvon
Heard it through the grapevine
We got extra pills, lean and shrooms
Life for me is just weed and brews
Don't stop! (Get it, get it) Don't stop! (Get it, get it)
Don't stop! (Get it, get it, get it, get it)
Don't stop! (Get it, get it) Don't stop! (Get it, get it)
Don't stop! (Get it, get it, get it, get it, get get)

(Soulo taught me)
 
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"Soul Cry"

"Soul Cry"


Do it sound tight?

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Considered a fuck up all of my life
Too smart for my own good all of the time
In kindergarten I got a kick out of pissin' on my classmates
And I recall getting ass whoopings every couple days
I had a Power Ranger bike I wheelied in the street
Got grounded for a month for spray painting it green
I went to middle school and started slacking in my studies
Before the they rise and aimed the gang bangers were my buddies
I wasn't fit for it I needed a tailor
I still went for it
It wasn't out of anger
I needed to be accepted in my neighborhood
My mamma couldn't tell me nothing
End of discussion

I ain't shit
I must be constipating
Cause I ain't shit
Naw, I ain't shit, I ain't shit, I ain't shit

[Hook:]
Things ain't always what they seem
If you look close you can see
What's your perception of me?
Is it good? I wish it was

Cause I ain't shit
You may think I'm eating
But I ain't shit
Naw I ain't shit, I ain't shit, I ain't shit

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
In ninth grade I started off on the right track
Got a few A's but then I bounced right back
Wasn't aware my main thought was what I should wear
Now that I think about it nobody really cared
I grew up in the church but barely paid attention
Read up on Malcom X and started questioning religion
Became a rebel
I still believe in God
I just doubt the authenticity of Jesus and the Devil
I got my first car and started smoking black and milds
The smell is like a bell and Hades, hella loud
Then it was Newports and Kools on my way to school
My girl hated it but still kissed me in the mouth
I started ditching class more than I attended
I was walking a path that I had not intended
It looked as though I was mad, becoming relentless
My mamma couldn't tell me nothing
End of discussion

I ain't shit
I ain't attracting no flies man I ain't shit
Naw, I ain't shit, I ain't shit, I ain't shit

[Hook:]
Cause I ain't shit
You may think I'm eating
But I ain't shit
Naw I ain't shit, I ain't shit, I ain't shit

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
I got kicked out, crept back in
If I wasn't fucking I was fussing with my step-dad again
Oh yeah I rapped, didn't take it that serious
But I flowed like an ocean among my peers
Dreams of going off to college in my younger years
Then the whole thought of it sounded nuts I had dumbo ears
Did about a semester then I was outta there
Said if I get one song on radio, I'm outta here
Knowing that low ratio of successful entertainers
I chose to go at people with skulls, but they was brainless
Started smoking weed as soon as purple kush was famous
Shifting my setting eventually as I went through changes
People I seen my whole life appeared to me as strangers
Created a voice through my music and now they speak my language
I was in Jay Rock video for less than 15 seconds
All of a sudden niggas that I looked up to see me as a legend
Now I step in clubs and some bitches give me hugs
But back in P.E. tennis a nigga got zero love
I'm just a hard headed loser
My mamma was trying to save me from stalling out my future

Cause I ain't shit
I don't need no toilet paper man I ain't shit
Naw, I ain't shit, I ain't shit, I ain't shit

[Hook:]
Cause I ain't shit
You may think I'm eating
But I ain't shit
Naw I ain't shit, I ain't shit, I ain't shit
 
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"Soulo Ho3"
(feat. Jhene Aiko)

"Soulo Ho3"
(feat. Jhene Aiko)



[Intro:]
This is a story about control, my control
Control of what I say, control of what I do
And this time I'm gonna do it my way
I hope you enjoy as much as I do
Are we ready? I am, because it's all about control
And I've got lots of it

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Soulo ho, the one and only
You niggas know me, your bitches want me
Determination, I got a grip, 9-5 locs I am not a Crip
Blood, sweat and tears, hotel tiers
Your short term tall tales won't sell here
And Ms. Aiko told me let my soul sail here
Let me get a 'hell yeah'

Open your eyes
You niggas know what it is
It's about that time
Soulo ho?
You niggas know what it is
It's been a hell of a ride
You niggas know what it is
We live one hell of a life
So Soulo ho?

[Verse 2:]
Manipulating minds, reciprocating times
Split on my
Said I was the underdog, turns out I'm the secret weapon
We can see you half-stepping, I should somersault
Some are salty that I made it in the way I did
Cause I really did everything I say I did
Let me tell you why I'm vexed
The same reason why I'm stressed, the same reason why I'm blessed
I stopped playing, and I started planning
I stopped playing, and I made it happen
We mapped it out, and now the map is ours
Raised my stats off of records, check an almanac
Thank God punchline knew I had a knack
Down two die to get my point across like craps
Control System, cut off your radios, cut off your television
 
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