Murs, Ab-Soul, O.C. - Life & Time lyrics
Ab-Soul [Herbert Anthony Stevens IV] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Murs, Ab-Soul, O.C. - Life & Time lyrics]
No chain, tattoos where you can't see
I'm the one, I'm the man that you can't be
Decade and plus in the game, I got a name
While a lot of these commercial
Ass rappers should be ashamed
Sold your soul for that 15 minutes
You was in, you was on, you was hot
Now you finished
I represent the real hip-hop
For my homies that still sell
Pills and load Glocks
I told them young dudes clean your money up
There's a recession and it's the
Perfect time for comin up!
You can listen to these rappers
If you're dumb enough
Or smile, get money, have fun, be one of us
Why you acting tough for?
Wouldn't throw a cream-puff in a cupcake war
It's not real, it's all what you make it
All you got is your word and
You're fucked once you break it
Life is a myth and time is an illusion
I'm a light shining through the confusion
We sell frequencies designed as music
All I do is kick rhymes, have fun
And do cool shit
If it wasn't for this hip-hop ish
I'd probably lose it
The real thinker: don't confuse
Me with Confucius
Cut on your blinker, get it right
I'm the prototype
I spit like I mix chemicals in beakers
Way before I heard my words
Thumping out a speaker i knew I was too cool
To play follow the leader
Everything I do goes over
The head of overachievers
We can discuss this over lunch
It's over when I dump my thesis
Fuckin' punks
Bunch of bitches: y'all should wear pumps
Square up
Run to Orange County for a "fair" one
I'm out your frequency, don't speak to me
Reason be I'm like a deity, I'm the elite
MURS: bow our heads, bon apetit
Let's turn Paid Dues into Coachella
And have a feast! This rap game is full of
Lames driving themselves insane
Looking for a lane, mayne soul
This is grown man talk
Head up high with pride is how I
Walk take notes from the source
It's? analog and the 2-inch?
You had to show and prove the
Skill to cop you a deal
Co-signs was void, shortcuts didn't exist
You had to go hard in the paint to score
Testing time to separate the weak from those
Who had abilities to transcend
Beats in other words, yo
You had rappers, and then you had emcees
? Melly Mel G Rap and OC
Busy B, Starsky, Old Varsity
Sideways talk nowadays: larceny
Fast forward, present time
Now it's something called 360 deal
Idiots ask where do I sign?
Bend over! Face down, gettin dick from behind
I'm shaking my head thinking you
Out your cotton-picking mind!
I'm the one, I'm the man that you can't be
Decade and plus in the game, I got a name
While a lot of these commercial
Ass rappers should be ashamed
Sold your soul for that 15 minutes
You was in, you was on, you was hot
Now you finished
I represent the real hip-hop
For my homies that still sell
Pills and load Glocks
I told them young dudes clean your money up
There's a recession and it's the
Perfect time for comin up!
You can listen to these rappers
If you're dumb enough
Or smile, get money, have fun, be one of us
Why you acting tough for?
Wouldn't throw a cream-puff in a cupcake war
It's not real, it's all what you make it
All you got is your word and
You're fucked once you break it
Life is a myth and time is an illusion
I'm a light shining through the confusion
We sell frequencies designed as music
All I do is kick rhymes, have fun
And do cool shit
If it wasn't for this hip-hop ish
I'd probably lose it
The real thinker: don't confuse
Me with Confucius
Cut on your blinker, get it right
I'm the prototype
I spit like I mix chemicals in beakers
Way before I heard my words
Thumping out a speaker i knew I was too cool
To play follow the leader
Everything I do goes over
The head of overachievers
We can discuss this over lunch
It's over when I dump my thesis
Fuckin' punks
Bunch of bitches: y'all should wear pumps
Square up
Run to Orange County for a "fair" one
I'm out your frequency, don't speak to me
Reason be I'm like a deity, I'm the elite
MURS: bow our heads, bon apetit
Let's turn Paid Dues into Coachella
And have a feast! This rap game is full of
Lames driving themselves insane
Looking for a lane, mayne soul
This is grown man talk
Head up high with pride is how I
Walk take notes from the source
It's? analog and the 2-inch?
You had to show and prove the
Skill to cop you a deal
Co-signs was void, shortcuts didn't exist
You had to go hard in the paint to score
Testing time to separate the weak from those
Who had abilities to transcend
Beats in other words, yo
You had rappers, and then you had emcees
? Melly Mel G Rap and OC
Busy B, Starsky, Old Varsity
Sideways talk nowadays: larceny
Fast forward, present time
Now it's something called 360 deal
Idiots ask where do I sign?
Bend over! Face down, gettin dick from behind
I'm shaking my head thinking you
Out your cotton-picking mind!