#AB SOUL ILLUMINATE FREE#
I said time flies.Back when I first grabbed that pen I told myself I was gon' win And I ain't know when But it was gon' end Up happening, I want in So you can take your top 5 list Dead or alive and put me after Em I'm a fucking genius Gripping my fucking penis, living this life You can't tell me nothing Still ain't really got no money fucking right I'm all about that real, about that real This ain't no motion picture I tell you how that feel, how that feel Even when the odds against you They wanna see me wearing Polo drawers Put 2 chains on and that ain't wrong But that ain't me, I go too damn hard I don't need clothes or jewelry to stand out Black lip nigga with his hair wild Too damn proud Been killing this since Cam made Oh Boy Oh boy, I'm the man now TDE, put the money in my hand ain't shit free This business is quick sand and I won't sink Put the pistol in my hand and I won't think Rest in peace, you just made room for the next to be I never been afraid to say what I wanna say when I wanna say it, okay then Further more we do this for y'all Rap is stressin' but it pays great That is until you lose appeal And your release date gets date raped Stay safe, hold your head I got two fifth and a loaf of bread Feed the people, food for thought Because we are equal, who'd have thought They wanna share my light (Repeat x8) You can have all my shine, I'll give you the light (Repeat x2) I used to wanna rap like Jay-Z Now I feel like I'm runnin' laps around Jay-Z Nas ain't seen nothing this nasty B.I.G. Kendrick Lamar, 280175 Shazams, featuring on West Coast Hip-Hop Essentials, and Danny Brown Essentials Apple Music. 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 Lord 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'.
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 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 Lyrics to 'Illuminate' by AB-SOUL: Verse 1: Ab-Soul / Back when I first grabbed that pen / I told myself I was gon win / And I aint know when / But it was gon end up happenin, I want in / So you can take your top 5 list / Dead or alive, and put me after Em / Im a fuckin genius / Grippin my fuckin penis, li.
#AB SOUL ILLUMINATE FULL#
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)
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