Black Lip Bastard (remix) Lyrics - Ab-soul

This what you really want, huh? 

Turn me up, Ali! 

I know your image of me 

Is what I hope to be 

Black lip bastard, 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 Peebles hour, bitch; stand the rain 

Look inside my parking garage and see a collage 

Of every person I despise since the moment I turned five 

Calculate my steps and strategically took my time 

Even falling off, I land on the ass of Nicki Minaj (so soft) 

Eat that pink pussy like it's Friday 

Bust one, Roman Reload, then smoke to Sade 

And somebody tell Rihanna too 

I need that vagina too (Hey baby) 

Don't fucking take me for some kind of fool 

I'm kinda the reminder of knowing Compton ain't kinda cool 

Good kid, mad city, mountaintops couldn't see my views 

Countertops, we hop over, hit the register, then we move 

I hope this shit can register on a regular soon 

Before I climb this pedestal 

And make you catch my fucking stool, bitch 

K.Dot, leave 'em grievin' on evening news 

Even when society break even, I'll break rules 

I told niggas, caught wrecked, then I towed niggas 

Fold niggas like clothes and drawers, nigga 

Homie chose to go toe-to-toe, I had to break his leg 

Like a cliché to rock a show, is that over your head? 

Niggas stretching the truth like they choose to do yoga instead 

Either that or they depressed, eating 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, way to 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 running L.A., now you out of there like fish 

What more can I say? I'm a bastard with black lips 

Black shirt, black shades, long black dick 

I'm awkward, dog, I'm tryna bargain shop at Saks Fifth 

Swung two axes and knocked the Earth off axis' ass 

Figg side, black nine, black lips, smoke time 

Fuck this rap shit, I'm active 

Sucking on titties since I was eight 

Hoodie with my shades, I ain't tryna be fake 

So don't be talking to me, pussy 

Running your gums like you be Loc'ing 

When the world know that you're nookie 

Rookie, softer than infant fabric, I won't have it 

When the gun drawn, get rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tatted 

Know my niggas movin' 

You Hesitating to Hit the lick, what the fuck is you doin'? 

Perpetrating, bitches popping Percocet and percolating 

Freelance for God, but do the work of Satan, whatever works 

I'm clever with the words, if you haven't noticed yet 

Light-years ahead, I'm bright and I like to get oral sex 

Soul brother number one plus one 

Getting fed like where drugs and guns come from 

All we do is do it, shittin' on the competition 

Taking heads off; this Hannibal Lecter music 

You niggas don't move me, you niggas just movies 

Cut straight to them credits and hit you with a Uzi 

Peel off in a dullies, truck bed full of toolies 

Get home, smoke, poke on some coochie 

I'm just fucking around, enough with them fairy tales 

But I bust heads for real, go head... 

I'm Jay Rock, you lil niggas beneath me 

How you gon' dance with the devil with two left feet? 

Peep, thinking you sweet, but you weak 

Talking 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 nigga, I'm not Goliath 

Feel the wrath of this titan, hit some water; call it Poseidon 

Wig out, then hit your ass with a trident 

Money on the table, my nigga, you know I'm all in 

If rap was a drink, you wine, nigga, I'm all gin 

Hunnit proof, recruit a hunnit troops who love to shoot 

No fluke, my nigga, you know that's what us Hunters do 

East side up, Watts City mayhem 

Choppers, they sprayin' from A.M. to P.M. 

I'm the silent assassin of the four-headed dragon 

Black Hippy blastin' a .50 out the back of the Benz Wagon 

Toe-taggin' wack rappers off G.P 

You can't see me, your vision ain't 3D 

You smoking on that seaweed, we rollin' up that kiwi 

In the backwood lighting, we high for like three weeks 

You paying for that pussy, 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, High Power, bitch 

Is this what y'all really want? 

This Black Hippy shit what y'all really want? 

When I'm in interviews, don't ask me 'bout no crews 

No posses, no cliques, don't tell me who's gettin' it 

I don't give a fuck, nigga 

I just paid, I just paid six figures in taxes, nigga 

I'm rich daily, on some independent shit 

Uncle Sam talking 'bout, I'm like "Nigga, fuck you" 

K-Dot said it, not Kendrick 

Ab-Soul got us stuck on the planet, nigga 

T.D.E., Solar System, Control System, beeotch