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    This shit right here is like.. Heh
    This, this shit right here is like the calm before the storm
    Like little kids playing in Japan before Hiroshima got bombed on
    Yo

    I'm sick of holding back, Jay told me go harder
    How else am I gonna prove I'm the number one author?
    Sometimes I wake up in the morning mourning for my father
    And the more I think about it - the more I get stronger
    It didn't kill me, it contributed to the growth
    I take five dollars - contribute it to the smoke
    I rather get high while I'm living at the bottom
    But even when I ride you gon' see my red eyes
    Like the last flight to the night
    See I done soared through the air like fighting a knight
    I've seen bad times and I cherish the good
    My sentences give life, man, fly me a kite if you would
    I'm so introspective
    All it took was a pen and a little reflection
    But what does it to take to be number one?
    Will one of you motherfuckers please answer the question
    I'm starving out here, and I haven't prayed to God in so long
    He'll probably try to charge me for a blessing, am I wrong?

    Hold on, Mayday
    Ab-Soul you driving them crazy
    Ah ha, Fooled you
    No matter how heavy the situation we pull through
    Yeah, yeah I do it for the love
    I do it for ya'll
    I do it cause I'm the one
    That's it, that's all

    I never gave up, niggas want me to raise up
    But I'mma kick it 'till my fucking flower bed's made up
    Tear a fucking stage up every time we hit a venue
    Eating all rappers - Vibe magazine is like a menu
    Shall I continue? You said yes didn't you?
    Seven star general, all for being liberal
    Cause how is it that what I'm saying give you a visual?
    I promise all competition candlelight rituals
    Quite the individual, deliver the mayhem!
    Like swine born in the springtime, I'm borderline psycho
    When I come up with lines to bite your
    Fucking face off, ya'll ain't trying to face off!
    Ab-soul, divine with the rhymes
    Bring sight to the deaf and sound to the blind
    Ya'll do it for the light intertwined with lime
    I do it cause on the mic ain't none of ya'll better
    Topdawg, ya'll mice, taking all of ya'll chedddar
    Am I right?
    Fucking right, yeah

    Hold on, Mayday
    Ab-Soul you driving them crazy
    Ah ha, Fooled you
    No matter how heavy the situation we pull through
    Yeah, yeah I do it for the love
    I do it for ya'll
    I do it cause I'm the one
    That's it, that's all

    Cause 2010 I'm trying to ball nigga
    Like shooting jump shots in the mall nigga
    Cause my skies are gray
    You could say I'm a goose in a pond of some hard liquor
    I tend to go overboard with the metaphors
    Still walking in the shadow of my team
    Jay Rock finna blow - 2010 fo sho
    And K-Dot and C4, but what about me?
    It's kind of hard to say you top notch
    Parking your bucket in front of your mom's spot
    Still getting dime bags on credit
    Girl wanna go out, all you can afford is ihop
    It's fucked up right? That's where I'm at with it
    I'm finna crack like a egg hat, stand back

    Hold on, Mayday
    Ab-Soul you driving them crazy
    Ah ha, Fooled you
    No matter how heavy the situation we pull through
    Yeah, yeah I do it for the love
    I do it for ya'll
    I do it cause I'm the one
    That's it, that's all

    And in the midst of the bullshit
    I'm still nothing to fool with
    The type of nigga bitches wanna get cool with
    Primarily cause of my future in music
    They seen me shake Nipsey Hussle's hand
    I hear them whisper to themselves, "he's the fucking man"
    I do one song with Glasses
    And I'm the talk in all the high school classes
    In the studio with Game
    Just soaking up game like I'm standing in the rain
    So when I'm in the booth (Mayday)
    Better yet I'm finna make it my new Aka
    Yea, Willie B what up?
    Shit's hot sorta like a temperature nigga, keep it up
    Uh, and please turn your speakers up
    Cause Eric Wright couldn't make it look easier
    Rest in peace my nigga
    But since you've been gone I've been killing these niggas

    Hold on, Mayday
    Ab-Soul you driving them crazy
    Ah ha, Fooled you
    No matter how heavy the situation we pull through
    Yeah, yeah I do it for the love
    I do it for ya'll
    I do it cause I'm the one
    That's it, that's all

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