Ab-Soul - Beat the Case / / / Straight Crooked lyrics

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Ab-Soul - Beat the Case / / / Straight Crooked lyrics

Pt. I: Beat the Case [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Doeburger! Head swingin' like Rambo, he be spittin' like he pullin' triggers Make a enemigo an example (And I bet I beat the case) Lot of guys with the gavels, look em' right up in they face While a n***a under oath, plead the fifth, then ask if I can smoke Burnin' dirty money but I keep a little something for the clean escape And the rainy day after Don't forget a n***a live where the heat wave at ya And ya safe ain't safe And heat don't wave back but life is cold that way Ay man [Hook: Ab-Soul] All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it Like a runaway slave Get your king popped, MJ, I'm dangerous, keep away The doctors say what an odd autopsy All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case I ain't never go to jail I ain't never gon' tell All I do is beat the case [Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q] Got my cHopper went to (?), bullets flying out tHe case Only witnesses are gay, notHing sneaking on tHe tape All I do is get tHe-- uH, yeah SHoot you grabbin' in tHe bag sh*t you makin' it ain't Half, of wHat I made up in tHe past Groovy Tony with tHe moves, uH My bank account done ate a moose, uH WHy the car ain't got a roof, uH Crib still ain't got a boost, uH Black Hippy witH tHe caps lock, wHen my album came.. Best album out in HipHop and I'm still Heatin' up tHe crockpot Platinum plaques tHat I ain't Hung yet You got opinions no acHievements Type of n***as make me laugH, uH Hit tHe gas and turn to flasH, uH Palms itcHing like a rash, uH My trigger finger be tHe stasH, uH b*tch I'm blankin' out tHe face, uH (All I do is beat the case) [Hook: Ab-Soul] All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it Like a runaway slave Get your king popped, MJ, I'm dangerous, keep away The doctors say what an odd autopsy All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case I ain't never go to jail I ain't never gon' tell All I do is beat the case [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Let me set the record straight You got 10 commandments, 33 amendments over 20,000 laws Raise your hand if you think you'll beat the case Motherf** a Bill of Rights I need a bill of Miller's Lite Phenergan up in my sprite I ain't sippin' Miller Lite I like to say my lighter white Lit the spliff and went to space Then I'm playin' with the white What an interracial day I made her write a different light Got gerped up by the jakes Had the work tucked, guns in the truck Licenses suspended, but remember-- [Hook: Ab-Soul](x2) All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it Like a runaway slave Get your king popped, MJ, I'm dangerous, keep away The doctors say what an odd autopsy All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case All I do is beat the case I ain't never go to jail I ain't never gon' tell All I do is beat the case Pt. II: Crooked [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Ruffled up a couple feathers when I called Barack a puppet show Now that Trump is POTUS I know this election is just another Muppet Show That ain't even none of my business though Whatever's your cup of tea Even lil' Niemah voted for Hillary I'm a entity, never mind my identity My king Slim hit me with a quote that sticked with me A criminal's best a**et is his liability (That was crazy, lie-ability) Do What Thou Wilt n***a (Soul!) Cause these n***as a have you swim across a ocean just to drown you in a lake I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight Word, word yea Make sure I was straight I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight Don't (?) The righteous will remain righteous and the filthy will remain filthy In a sense, we all guilty

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