Ab-Soul - Dictionary Rap lyrics
Ab-Soul [Herbert Anthony Stevens IV] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ab-Soul - Dictionary Rap lyrics]
Still trying to get this loose leaf
Lift my legal tender
'Til it's tall enough to
Reach god's slipper, whatchu think?
Big Dipper nigga quite the
Constellation 'cross the nation
So ahead I graduated then
Came to your culmination
Like my little sisters
But these rappers more tender
No pen I don't bowl nigga
You act all bold like an eagle
When you small as gnomes and trolls nigga
Mediocre, novice, throw salt, garlic
I'm big willy, you craw-fish, flow silly
Retarded gimme a helmet
Like I play for the vikings I be (what?)
Rollin' up that poison ivy
And I don't look at it at all
If it ain't fulla tetrahydrocannabinol
I'm a cannibal dawg
Jeffrey Dahmer pull your skin off if
You look at me wrong, it'll turn me on
I'mma turn this up like a thermostat
When it's cold as fuck
Am I cold or what? I'm a cobra, venomous
Bad to the bone, break all your ligaments
Everybody gettin' it, ain't nobody innocent
In your pinnacle is benefittin'
Zero for your penmanship
A missle in a barrel and
I'm splittin your apparel
Red Light, Help! We'll sing carols
Vernacular stupid
You're inadequate foolishness tickles
My amusement don't know if I'm an artist
Or a Harvard law student
But I pass bars like kids in candy stores
I'm a carnivore and I are the best
Absolutely genuine when it comes to synonyms
I'm a thesaurus Rex
Read more, learn more, change the globe
Don't let no one tell you no
Yes you can the more you know
You understand how much
You don't understand, so now you know
I ain't the pope, but listen what I
Taughtcha I ain't gon' cross ya
Hope I ain't lost ya
I found my utopia, little Cîroc
Little fruitopia i spit opium, cut ya up
Fill the room up with sodium
Oh let's do it, oh let's do it
Dictionary music
That intelligent shit I influence
I approve it, dictionary music, yaaaaaaaaa
Oh let's do it, oh let's do it
Dictionary music
That intelligent shit I influence
I approve it, dictionary music
Cataclysmic words
Pattern thrash 'em with the verb
I put passion in my work
Ethic stretch ya like a paramedic
Mashin' through yo' turf
Even if your habitat's obscure
I'll surely make it out alive
Precisely how I did at birth
You're miniature, minuscule, I'm
A minister, april Fools!
I like literature luchini
Indica and fried zucchini
Where my niggas with they beanies on
Cocked like a mockingbird
I'm sharp enough to correct
A correctional officer
Carp ya like a carpenter
Barbecue your body parts
I bet Waka Flocka Flame never met a Charizard
Barbarian, that Samaritan, neanderthal
A package of blacks, a package of matches
And a can of aerosol
No time for no R and R, that sativa got me up
Northen California grown
Just to state the obvious
And I'm omnipotent as god, get you bible
And bring your rifle to revival
Okay let's do it
Shoutout to Webster!