Ab-Soul - King Of Carson lyrics

Alert, covert operation
Competition is runnin' scared
We runnin' it
Cups out, blunts up in the air
And wave 'em all around like
You just don't care c-AR-son where you at?
C-AR-son where you at?
We ridin' on 746 shit, ya dig east side
East side east side, come on
East side, come on, east side, come on
West side west side west side, come on
West side, come on, west side, come on
South side south side south side, come on
South side, come on, south side, come on
North side north side north side, come on
North side, come on, north side, come on

Alert, covert operation
I'm gettin' way too much observation
Like a test tube
Can't even use the restroom
Without a camera snappin' at
Me like a mousetrap
Do, do that, soul brother number deuce
Hip hop king, shout out to King Blue
For bringin' me food
Yeah I eat beats on GP like guys property
In all honesty I gotta be the greatest
I gotta be the greatest like a cut dog
Rollin' on the corner on daytons
I gotta be the greatest
I gotta be the greatest
Put that crown down, you got next I got now

Yeah, yeah, can I fuck it up
Throw my city up
Regurgitate it on your latest until
You give it up i got it covered like quilts
And you couldn't block me if
You was Wilt on stilts
This is where I was built
This is where I was made
This where I put it down
This where I was raised
You wouldn't understand
It's a Carson thing use your head homeboy
It might cost your brain
I'm on Carson street across the street
From the motherfuckin' incarcen me
If all else fails, call Carson me
Ab-Soul de Lamo, God knows


Told y'all a-B-A, D-A baby
CA sunshine, but I'm cool in the AC
05 Carson High, the classic classes
I told you to raise your glasses, the doja
Got my head spinnin' like 10 Tazes
And when I'm dead tell 'em I spread
Carson to the masses like
Mayonaise on sandwich bread
Who askin'? Tell 'em I said one more time