Black Lip Bastard (Rmx) (feat. Black Hippy) - Ab-Soul feat. Black Hippy

Black lip bastard, pass me your password

So I can hack inside your brain, see I too have gone insane

Before I fall I'm sure to curse you all in Jesus' name

Lead shower, and a pebble hour bitch stand the rain

Look inside my parking garage and see a collage

Of every person I despise since the moment I turned 5

Calculate my steps and strategically took my time

Even falling off, I land on the ass of Nicki Minaj

Eat that pink pussy like it's Friday

Bust one, Roman Reload, then smoke to Sade

And somebody tell Rihanna too

I need that vagina too

Don't fucking take me for some kind of fool

I'm kinda the reminder of knowin' Compton ain't kinda cool

Good kid, mad city, mountaintops couldn't see my views

Counter-tops, we hop over, hit the register then we move

I hope this shit can register on a regular soon

Before I climb this pedestal and make you catch my fucking stool bitch

K.Dot, leave 'em grieving on evening news

Even when society break even, I'll break rules

I told niggas, caught wrecked, and then I towed niggas

Fold niggas like clothes and drawers nigga

Homie chose to go toe-to-toe, I had to break his leg

Like a cliche to rock a show, is that over your head?

Niggas stretchin' the truth like they choose to do yoga instead

Either that or that or they depressed, eatin' yogurt in bed

Solar system, grab a space shuttle and stay subtle

The bass bit the bait, I'm straight, you a gay couple

I ain't thirsty for the deal, wait and make em' pay double

Anxious when I'm banking on the table I need a muzzle

You're basic like cable to a satellite dish

You was runnin' LA, now you out of there like Fish

What more can I say? I'm a bastard with black lips

Black shirt, black shades, long black dick

I'm awkward dog, I'm trynna bargain shop at Saks Fifth

Swung two axes and knocked the Earth off axis

Figg side, black nine, black lips, smoke time

Fuck this rap shit I'm actin

Suckin' on titties since I was 8

Hoodie with my shades I ain't trynna be fake

So don't be talking to me pussy

Runnin' your gums like you be loc'ing

When the world know that you're nookie

Rookie, softer than if you fabric

I won't have it, when the gun drawn get rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tatted

Know my niggas movin'

You hesitatin' to hit the lick, what the fuck is you doin'

Perpetratin', bitches poppin' percocet and percolatin'

Freelance for God but do the work of Satan, whatever works

I'm clever with the words if you haven't noticed yet

Lightyears ahead, I'm bright and I like to get oral sex

Soul brother number 1+1, gettin' fed like where drugs and guns come from

All we do is do it, shittin' on the competition

Taking heads off, this Hannibal Lecter music

You niggas don't move me, you niggas just movies

Cut straight to them credits and hit you with' a uzi

Peel off in a dooney, truck bed full of toolies

Get home, smoke, and poke on some coochie

I'm just fuckin' around, enough with them fairy tales

But I bust heads for real, go head -

I'm Jay Rock, you norm' niggas beneath me

How you gon' dance with the devil, with two left feet?

Peep, thinkin' you sweet but you weak

Talkin out of turn'll leave all of your teeth in the street

Momma taught you better, never clash with a giant

Unless you David, remember my nigga, I'm not goliath

Feel the wrath of this titan, hit some water call it Poseidon

Wig out, then hit your ass with a trident

Money on the table my nigga, you know I'm all in

If rap was a drink, you wine nigga, I'm all gin

Hunnit' proof, recruit a hunnit' troops who love to shoot

No fluke my nigga, you know that's what us hunters do

East side up, Watt city mayhem

Choppers that sprayin' from AM to PM

I'm the silent assassin of the four-headed dragon

Black Hippy blastin' a 50 out the back of the Benz Wagon

Toe tagging wack rappers off GP

You can't see me, your vision ain't 3D

You smokin' on that seaweed, we rollin' up that kiwi

In the backwood lightin', we high for like 3 weeks

You payin' for that pussy but we always get freebies

Top Dawg that ho and throw it like a frisbee, it's history

You know the night and day is ours

Top Dawg Conglomerate, HiiiPower, bitch