Black Hippy - Tony Touch Shade 45 Freestyle lyrics

(Beat 1: DJ Premier - JJ Beat) [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Yo, Ab-Soul brother number two What it do, Tony Touch knock beats like I knock boots Propaganda when I step to the rest of ya You know they make it bigger then what it is in particular (Laughs) (Beat 2: Dr. Dre - The Watcher) [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Kendrick Lamar the modern day Malcolm Humble and modest but these margins can move a mountain I moshpit on the beat and leave the mark of a thousand, Marksmen Clearing the street and k**ing rappers with talent, preach Yes I said talent, Kendrick ain't scared of y'all, can't even spell competitor Lord is my witness I remember asking artists in streets how they did it The only features I got is was this handsome face I was getting How ironic, playing Sonic was the sh** like a colonic Now we vomit over these beats while critics pay homage This is too street like my 23 summers in Compton I go so deep, like my dick in your b**h hope the condom never do leak 2 seats, one car, all you hear yes daddy and snapped bras High salary blow jobs, low calorie rap bars not me My sweet 16 will probably need a school ID And usually I be, the dominant victor You know what time it is n***a Affirmative Action, you fact or you fiction? I'm a slain cracker from being insane Pop a vein when I write this sh** I'm think on the sh**, I'm vain and I think you're a b**h A female poodle under some h*mo's voodoo, s**ing the industry's dick We catching bodies, shooting dice in the hotel lobby, f** your security And that's at the Ritz-Carlton My impurity's probably your best a**et I spit acid, hit your block and crumble your address Leaving them stagnant This is torture when I scorch you, or escort you Out the building where ex-convicts with all sorts of Portable handshanks, your man can't stick to the script with handpaint Popping your lip then popping the clip then popping your van, wait We want the peace, but keep a piece Said I was Malcolm to your belief whats up (Beat 3: Kurupt - I'm Burnt) [Verse 1: Schoolboy Q] Aww man they let a gangsta in here Awhuh, Looking for hoes who gon' strip down to there swim wear Aww, Since I got older n' made an escape from our family n***as been causin' casualties for any s**a or super sweater Say they can handle me huh I feel a**aulted like, f** around and get charged with battery Awwhuh, Energized, Blue ball I'm high as wings, we fly to find the things On fire, I'm carousing, n' kick it like soccer teams, who spit it as precise as him Awhuh, got a dirt job for that, uhhh, yo, choppa that hoes a beam, (Laughs) [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Everybody focused on this animal So one who push the envelope, the remedy the antidote Mix the Henny and the Coke Sell the tree and the dope, rain sleet and the snow, do we sleep? Hell no I Pop a tag and pull up in a Elco Bag a b**h at Elco, run up in her tailbone Grindin cuz I sell mo, hotter then that hell boy Fresher than an altoid, see me in them tabloids Actin like a damn fool, running from them bad boys Keep a Will Smithon Wessen Big shell out my weapon, hit you like an astroid, get high wit androids I'm outta space wit this sh** Pa** the L to Elroy. I ain't took a L boy I ain't never lost n***a. big heat on me blood Click defrost n***a. Lookin at a boss n***a f** you an yo boss n***a, Iron on me ever see a hunnit play golf n***a [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Get chastised for your raps with mad lies See mathematically I divide you academy Multiply the digits, spend it foolishly on women n' Benz's Jewelry or new Benz's, two or three Who but me cool as Lupe's CD Or cooler then the Shade when it's 80 degrees You wouldn't qualify if you had 80 degrees There ain't a place or a horse that stay stable as me You.. (Laughs) (Beat 4:) [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Feeling like a motherf**ing animal Hannibal Lechter of 2012 Elected to execute every rapper that has excelled If music your calling Then you balling, pick up yourself If a n***a said he could see me Bet he told you in Braille, f**er Put you on front street, then buy some bread n***a you lunch meat, should've worked at Subway instead Goliath couldn't bare my triumph I'm a leader, walk behind me as I walk through Zion Swinging swords like I'm sparring with a Spartan Watch they face drop when the beat drop I drop a real j**el like a Martin, fool Me and curtains ballin' like peewee kirkland callin' 'em kirk franklin Stomp 'em, leave 'em hurting No judgement for a plaintiff They tried to find me guilty for spitting filthy as O.D.B But I've been O.D. since '03 That's March 14th, my first recordings I kicked it's like sweet chin music on Chuck Norris [Verse 2: Jay Rock] Look, Look, Look, Look, Look, Look, I tell em' I'm just an average black man, gotta take a stand If I don't I will fall short, gotta have a plan I don't know my destiny, Lord knows I'm stressed, but he woke me up this morning, it's good to say I'm blessed In this game we call life, gotta know the ropes If you don't you get tangled, strangled till you choke People think they know, think they know what's really best for me They say that I ain't swaggin' enough, I bought necessities They sai that I ain't rapping enough, I need some concepts Man they listening slow, or they too deaf sh** I got what it takes to be a star As soon as I'm on man they wanna shut me off Shining with the sun here they come with there clouds But I ain't giving up sh** I've been runnin' for miles If you ask around, they say I'm the one in the town Jay mutha f**in' rock, knock a sh** down Look, Look, uh, they say life's a gamble I'm just glad that I'm winning, ya I'm glad that I'm winning Uhh, They say life's a gamble, huh, but I'm glad that I'm winning sh** I'm just glad that I'm winning [Verse 3: Schoolboy Q] All these n***as can't f** with anybody in my circle Squares take a pair to this sh** we droppin' right I'm extra high, I'm extra right Now I'm freestyling like what the f** is up, f** me up Where the blunt at, can we smoke in here Say Ab-Soul where's the blunt, can we smoke it here Got some mo' weed, Hennessy, b**hes in here I'm bout to f** her, her, n then in the couch right there You see how we do, right off the top no gla**es Just me n uhh, Kendrick Lamar, we... [Verse 4: Ab-Soul] After non sense, I'm live and direct with a dead compa** On my way to Carson from Compton, steady mobbin You know my squadrine, Black Hippy All I need is a pack of Black & Mild's n' an ounce of sticky but I ain't picky Black lip ba*tard, black T let's back track Malcolm X was a government scene, Black causality, Black That's too deep, n' I'm the bomb That's like C4 on the sea floor f** wit' A.B. n you can see more Soon as I touch this money, I'm an act of Eeyore And as soon as Leor put's up a couple mill I'm a drop a cla**ic album, put up a blunt n' chill, get the deal It's Ab-Soul actin' an a**, 'bout to cop a number 22 at Jack in the Crack At the crack of dawn, I know I'm a lab rat, I'm up at the early morn' Morning the formula to be as big as Madonna with my raps Call me what you want just don't call me ignorant I figure since I'm in it I should be the biggest in it I even grew my hair out out get a little image And for the record I'm mixed but what ever you wish Ab-Solo Black lips, black polo, (Laughs) Uh ohh, blowing dodo in the dojo