Ab-Soul Ft. Kendrick Lamar - ILLuminate Lyrics

ILLuminate Lyrics by Ab-Soul Ft. Kendrick Lamar

Back when I first grabbed that pen
I told myself that I was gonna win
And I ain’t no win, but it was go in
Dub happening I want in
So you can take your top 5 list
Dead or alive, and put me after M

I’m a fucking genius, gripping my fucking penis
Living this life, you can’t tell me nothing
Still I really got no money, fucking right
I’m all about that wealth, about that wealth
This ain’t no motion picture
I’ll tell you how that feel, how that feel
Even when the odds’ against you
They wanna see me wear Polo draws, put 2 chains on
And that ain’t wrong but that ain’t me
I go too damn hard on … and jury
To stand out, black … nigga with his hair wild
Too damn proud, but killing it since …
Oh boy, oh boy, I’m the man now
Ttty … put the money in my hand, they should freak
It’s been this quick sand, I won’t sink
Put the pistol in my hand and I won’t think
Blow, blow, 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
Ok, then
Furthermore we do this for y’all
Rap stressing but it pays great
That is until you loose a pill,
On your release date, get …
Stay safe, hold your head, I got 2 15 and a loaf of bread
Feed the people, food for thought
Cause we are equal, who would’ve though?

They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
You can have all my shine, I give you the light
You can have all my shine, I give you the light

I used to wanna rap like Jay Z
Now I feel like I’m run laps around Jay Z
Now same scene… nasty…
My niggas say my new shit past due
I pay dudes, even got that shit tattooed
High power…
I know you know we need a few …too
The brand new niggas with an attitude
Popping Compton or…
I might even sell my shit for 10 bucks too
Too ill when I chop these words
True ill when I shot the world
I know life’s a bitch, when you know life’s a bitch and that’s not your girl
Cold shit, I’m hot though, like Colgate…
This is a shifting paradigm, I remember when I couldn’t spare a dime
Now I step in with a pair of dames
All peace, y’all know me, flow like water, admiral …
…forever to breathe
And as we proceed, to follow these dreams, I ain’t loosing no sleep
No, no, … it’s no no if it’s no dope
So high but I’m so low, 2 cups and I sip slow
Taking my time, we don’t just shine, we illuminate the whole show

They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
You can have all my shine, I give you the light
You can have all my shine, I give you the light

Time in time I drop line for line
But only time will tell, if I ever go…
And cop 39 … see the truth is
They wanna know how close me dre and snoop is
…expectations’ critics hating shit,
I just put moms on vacation bitch
And you never know my new location, is across nations
… I am ruler, I am highness… I am the shit…
Black on black crime, present the shooter
Racks on racks, I go rap on tracks…so please don’t ask me
About no pressure, bitch with a grip on my finger tip
I can hold this coast together

They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
They wanna share my light, they wanna share my light
You can have all my shine, I give you the light
You can have all my shine, I give you the light.

Ab-Soul Ft. Schoolboy Q - SOPA Lyrics

SOPA Lyrics by Ab-Soul Ft. 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 wit’ 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, ‘cuz 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)