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AB-SOUL lyrics : "Black Lip Bastard (Remix) Featuring: Black Hippy, Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar & Schoolboy Q"

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Black lip !@$(, pass me your password
So I can hack inside your brain, see I too have gone insane

Before I fall I'm sure to curse you all in Jesus' name
Lead shower, Anna Pebble hour (*##$ stand the rain



Look inside my parking garage and see a collage
Of every person I despise since the moment I turned 5

Calculate my steps and strategically took my time
Even falling off, I land on the $$# of Nicki Minaj
Eat that pink #~!!@ like it's Friday

Bust one, Roman Reload, then smoke to Sade
And somebody tell Rihanna too
I need that ##&*%$ too (Hey baby!)

Don't $#&@ing take me for some kind of fool
I'm kinda the reminder of knowin' Compton ain't kinda cool
Good kid, mad city, mountaintops couldn't see my views

Counter-tops, we hop over, hit the register then we move
I hope this %#@! can register on a regular soon
Before I climb this pedestal and make you catch my $#&@ing stool (*##$

K.Dot, leave 'em grieving on evening news
Even when society break even, I'll break rules


[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
I told ^!$$%s, caught wrecked, and then I towed ^!$$%s
Fold ^!$$%s like clothes and drawers ^!$$%

Homie chose to go toe-to-toe, I had to break his leg
Like a cliche to rock a show, is that over your head?
^!$$%s stretchin' the truth like they choose to do yoga instead

Either that or that or they depressed, eatin' yogurt in bed
Solar system, grab a space shuttle and stay subtle


The bass bit the bait, I'm straight, you a gay couple
I ain't thirsty for the deal, wait and make em' pay double
Anxious when the bacon on the table I need a muzzle

You're basic like cable to a satellite dish
You was runnin' LA, now you out of there like Fish
What more can I say? I'm a !@$( with black lips

Black shirt, black shades, long black dick
I'm awkward dog, I'm trynna bargain shop at Saks Fifth
Swung two axes and knocked the Earth off axis


[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q]
Figg side, black nine, black lips, smoke time

$#&@ this rap %#@! I'm active
Suckin' on !@%$ since I was 8
Hoodie with my shades I ain't trynna be fake

So don't be talking to me #~!!@
Runnin' your gums like you be loc'ing
When the world know that you're nookie

Rookie, softer than if you fabric
I won't have it, when the gun drawn get rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tatted
Know my ^!$$%s movin'

You hesitatin' to hit the lick, what the $#&@ is you doin'?

[Verse 4: Ab-Soul]

Perpetratin', (*##$es poppin' percocet and percolatin'
Freelance for God but do the work of Satan, whatever works
I'm clever with the words if you haven't noticed yet

Lightyears ahead, I'm bright and I like to get oral sex
Soul brother number 1+1, gettin' fed like where drugs and guns come from


[Verse 5: Jay Rock]
All we do is do it, %#@!tin' on the competition
Taking heads off, this Hannibal Lecter music

You ^!$$%s don't move me, you ^!$$%s just movies
Cut straight to them credits and hit you wit' a uzi
Peel off in a dullies, truck bed full of toolies

Get home, smoke, and poke on some coochie
I'm just $#&@in' around, enough with them fairy tales
But I bust heads for real, go head --

I'm Jay Rock, you norm' ^!$$%s beneath me
How you gon' dance with the devil, with two left feet?
Peep, thinkin' you sweet but you weak

Talkin out of turn'll leave all of your teeth in the street
Momma taught you better, never clash with a giant
Unless you David, remember my ^!$$%, I'm not goliath
Feel the wrath of this titan, hit some water call it Poseidon


Wig out, then hit your $$# with a trident
Money on the table my ^!$$%, you know I'm all in
If rap was a drink, you wine ^!$$%, I'm all gin
Hunnit' proof, recruit a hunnit' troops who love to shoot
No fluke my ^!$$%, you know that's what us hunters do

East side up, Watt city mayhem
Choppers that sprayin' from AM to PM
I'm the silent $$#assin of the four-headed dragon
Black Hippy blastin' a 50 out the back of the Benz Wagon
Toe tagging wack rappers off GP

You can't see me, your vision ain't 3D
You smokin' on that seaweed, we rollin' up that kiwi
In the backwood lightin', we high for like 3 weeks
You payin' for that #~!!@ but we always get freebies
Top Dawg that ho and throw it like a frisbee, it's history

You know the night and day is ours
Top Dawg Conglomerate, HiiiPower, (*##$

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