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Ab-Soul

Herbert Anthony Stevens IV (born February 23, 1987), better known by his stage name Ab-Soul, is an American hip hop recording artist from Carson, California currently signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and Interscope Records. Stevens is a member of hip hop supergroup Black Hippy along with fellow West Coast rappers and label mates Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar and ScHoolboy Q. more »

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Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled by the black menace
Ha, ha, ha (uh-huh)
Primo, check

I like to call myself the God of rap
But really I just gotta rap (gotta rap, gotta rap)
This a Dior doobie on the head of your cutie 
Moon signs when you call her back
Do not disturb, we lookin' for the smoke, not who got the herb
Uh, I'm Top Dawg, you a copycat
I'ma give this beat a heart attack
Arrest your cardiac, I'ma need your pass back' hall monitors
Uh, my movement is still intelligent (yeah)
Your movement is still irrelevant
Blackin' out 'til I'm out of melanin
Meaning it never ends, you a pharmacist out of medicine
Uh, I'm holding weight like a skeleton
I'm holding weight, you just a skeleton
(Rap is something you do, hip-hop) yeah
I put my life in these sentences, bring the felons in
My cuddy in the coupe, flipping chickens 
Turning one up into two that's a mockingbird
Uh, they wanna lock 'em in the cell again
For the product that he's selling 'em
My movement is still intelligent
Your movement is still irrelevant

(I like to call myself the God of rap)
(But really I just got to rap, got to rap)
(Something potent for the chosen clientele, yeah)
(But that's a twisted figure of speech)
I really might, might be the best rapper alive though
Look

All I know to do is aim high (aim high)
Hold my hood up like a gang sign
Del Amo 'til the death of me
Shit I'm already a legend if I ever leave
So you can't get rid of me (can't get rid of me)
My lyrics will live in memory (forever)
Destination is destiny, every record's a felony
The long term legacy
'Cause there's definitely no stopping him
Just keeping it a buck, I'm on one, George Washington
So f*ck is you telling me?
I'm a celestial not a fucking celebrity
Meaning I am not like them
My pool of thought will probably drown Aquaman (huh)
Treat an instrumental like I treat oxygen
Had the '87 Chevy Celebrity (yeah)
Huh, that mean we were the same age
The synergy is heavenly
Rolling through my city in a rush
On University so much, I should at least have a AA
Hey
Hold your horses, I'll be forced to get the Ketamine
I've been ready since seventeen (yeah)
Watchin' thrones although most kings get the guillotine
The prophecy is Celestine
I'm wide awake, it's still a dream (yeah)
I gotta eat but still it seems
The pigs start yelling freeze
When you bring the bacon to the table like Jimmy Dean
Party's over, hold the silly string
I even tried suicide and I don't know why
I know better than most that the soul don't die
Took a leap, shattered my leg and lost some teeth
And I'm still standing behind every word I speak, peep
Quaking in my cream, don't worry how I grieve, bitch
Frozen broken heart thawin' out on my sleeve
Then throw my last dollar on the floor (floor)
My guardian angel's name is Doe, I can never go broke

Yo, the artifact with all the facts (ay)
Dodgin' cap in my Dodger cap
I like to call myself the God of rap
But really I just gotta rap, hollaback

(Gotta rap like every day)
(Just a rhyme fiend, a 'bout a second from the crime scene)
(Gotta rap like every day)
(Rap is something you do, hip-hop)
(Gotta rap)

My movement is still intelligent
Yo' movement is still irrelevant 
Soul

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