Ab-Soul Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #155

[Intro: Ab-Soul, Justin Credible & DJ Sourmilk]
Yeah, you see what it is, man
Justin Credible, DJ Sourmilk, yeah, LA Leakers
Carson is here, oh man, Ab-Soul
Carson in the motherfuckin' house
TDE is here tonight
Real talk, I can't, I still can't believe I ain't been here yet
I really feel like y'all lyin' to me (That's crazy)
Y'all hidin the footage (Yeah), know what I mean?
Yeah, oh yeah, and I, and I ain't fuckin' niggas bitches no more (Oh, okay)
It's all respect, Soulo (Done with that?)
Look

[Part I: ''Hit 'Em Up" by 2Pac]

[Verse]
First off, love your bitch and the clique you claim
Top Dawg, we the squad runnin' everythin'
They will never understand what we did for this shit
The real lyricist that unified the Bloods and the Crips
Red and blue make green, we made that make sense
Ain't sayin' we invented it, but we stuck to the script
Shout out to Nip, embodied Haile Selassie and posthumous
Community, revolutionary in progress
Started from the projects, the multi-million dollar contracts
I wonder if the hypothesis was correct
You give a person the worst of circumstances, stand back
He may or may not fade to black, but can he crack? (Woo)
For real, back to me, Ab-solutely
That's real, by definition, divine intervention
Untouchable, stole the show and I made a steal
Stolen show, made a (Yeah), let me chill
The wordplay is top tier like my boss just cried
Rollerblade and take a dive bitch, fall in line
Say I'm underrated, but wait a minute
If a million niggas sayin' the same shit, then y'all just lied
Honestly, I'm overqualified
But they don't see the bigger picture, 'cause it didn't come in wallet size
Talkin' heavy like you fly, you ain't even a ostrich size
Run and hide and be ostracized
Don't play with 'em, I ain't trippin' over y'all top-five
Save your statements, all your documents are falsified
We the mafia of the West, I know K.Dot left
That's still my partner in crime, respect the family ties, nigga
Uh, and Carson in the motherfuckin' house
Del Amo watch your motherfuckin' mouth
I'ma say it 'til I can't, puttin' paint where it ain't though
Stuck to the paper, you can say I'm a staple
I be where you can't go, every day I'm still breathin'
Is a celebration, life is too champagneful
Sayonara, I don't wanna, but I gotta hit 'em up
Callin' quits, you niggas full of shit, you need a enema
I'm only warmin' up, check the temperature

[Part II: "Who Shot Ya" by The Notorious B.I.G.]

[Verse]
I do it big as Christopher, you niggas miniature
I need a ticket for my signature, or we can't get it done (Come on)
Ask Glasses, I've been certified
I'm with the blue division by blood, but watch Cuz multiply (Shit, oh okay, alright)
Yeah, and niggas know I'm different
Y'all end the prayer with amen, that's how I begin it, for instance
Ayy, man
Microphone checker
The casino's closed, it don't get no better
One for the money, two for the show hoe
Soulo, yo
There is only Uno, first and foremost
Also far as y'all go, I'm also immortal
Catch me in your next life, I'll be on the next level
Whippin' work in Hell's Kitchen, blindfolded like the Daredevil
Marvel at my madness, my method fantastic
One hand full of dead men, other hand on a bad bitch
On the other hand, I'm from another dimension
Might give a nigga dementia, tryna keep up with the scripture
Black lip pastor, black sheep in the pasture
Solution, I ain't never asked G's for they answer
Kept it lit like a lantern, X-factor by any means
Pullin' cash out my sacks, like Terrace Martin or Kenny G
I'm overthinkin', I shoulda listened to KennyBeats
Okay (Cool off man, he's hot, he's on fire)
Yo, yo, check, look
I told Punch I probably get assessed, nah fuck that
Still blowin' whistles, life is too short
The homies holdin' pistols, I gotta eat
I mean like on a food court, true
More transactions than the LGBTQ
Oh, respectfully of course, you know, do what thou will
Still wicked as ''What's the name?'', but get it straight though
I'm a Carson cult, I'm no occultist
Poet laureat, ten toes to the floor
'Cause fortune favors the boldest, the illest when they call me Covid-20
Get vaccinated (Sniffs), silent weapons for quiet wars get detonated (Sniffs)
Cops killin' niggas, remind us we need each other
Got us wearin' masks, we barely can see each other
On social media, we don't know how to treat each other (Mhm)
Cancel culture, all we wanna do is beat each other (Man)
It's food for thought, 'cause I thought we should feed each other
Just don't remember to forget, there'll never be another Soul
No, no, no I ain't finished yet
More frequencies to implement, energy to reciprocate
Philisophies intercept, my niggas said ''The system set, why fight it?''
We in the net, I'm gettin' back
This my Higgs-Boson flow
Dope in the pot with the stove on low
Cannonballs at the boat [?], y'all roll
They corrupted the Black Panthers
So we took it to Wakanda, then T'Challa caught cancer
So how the fucked am I 'posed to focus on makin' music
With all the moguls we losin' and all this global confusion?
The rich gettin' richer, and the pope gettin' slicker
Robin Hood then sold his bow for a Draco nigga, bang! (Fuck, bang)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, and, and shout out to the LA Leakers (Thank you man)
Its still raw backwards with all of you rappers
Actually, y'all be more competitive speechless
My advice is you keep quiet
I'm the best MC breathin'
When I say I'm the nicest, I really mean it
It's not a secret
I'm the sickest, get infected
We the better Deathrow, Snoop said it, lethal injection (Ooh)
Y'all might got more money than me, but I'm indebted
So y'all can keep sleepin' on me, I'm embedded

[Outro: Ab-Soul, Justin Credible & DJ Sourmilk]
The sickest get infected, yeah
Come on, man
For the record, yeah, for the record, yeah
Appreciate you man, wow
Appreciate you all man, listen to Ab-Soul man
Top Dawg Entertainment, long live
Listen, the new album ''Herbert'' on the way, man
I appreciate the patience, I know it's been a long time comin'
But, you know (We ready), I was cookin' the bird up slowly (That's right, that's right)
Carson in the motherfuckin' house, man (Believe that)
Del Amo watch your motherfuckin' mouth (That's right)
Let 'em know man, crazy in here