Rap Camp

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Lyrical, miracle, spiritual business I'm the pineal gland, man Your mind will expand by the end of the sentence You get it? These prison bars, I'm locked in, I'm top ten Minus nine, find a spot in line, you might just find The new Pythagorean theorem Hints, I’ve been outside with the outliers I did my ten thousand hours like ten some odd years ago, and I’m still him That’s the gospel if ya don know I fell to the floor and I asked “Why God” He said “The hell if I know” He giggled to himsеlf and then he touched mе on the shoulder and said “Soul you know you’re the prophet, that was just a joke” I juxtapose and scuffle with the devil, south paw I ain’t on me, it’s in me gang That’s why they call me an outlaw Yo BD Life imitates art Call me Banksy-iat from now on [Verse 2: LaRussell] (Yes sir, aye) You better play with something safe There’s knives in the sandbox I’ll do a nigga (ugh) Then go and get my hands watched Bored while the fans watch Selling out MSG I had to put it in the food like MSG I’m young, black, and free from NSV I’m in deep Still big as a 10x T You better watch how you talk to me I’m so on it be hard to get them off of me The price of it ain’t the only thing it cost to me Some niggas expect blessings while living awfully We ain’t condoning all that raping and taking shit That don’t belong to you If you a feel a way bout what I say I made this song for you Tell me what’s a man to do? I do what I plan to do I’ll lead the horse to the water and bring the pan to you If niggas want to eat then eat, I ain’t stingy I never been the type to sit and watch, I ain’t bingey I usually hit the block with tore socks and clothes dingey Still knock the prettiest thing that’s in the room I’m MF DOOM I’m Boosie making zoom I’m breaking all the rules, eating steak with a spoon You ever seen a butterfly break out a cocoon And almost lose its life cause it happened too soon? Put your hands up, the clock is at noon I use to work swing like doors at a saloon (Laughs) I use to make tunes and drive [?] Everybody fly but I soar While niggas flap and bore me with their raps Sometimes you can’t see a rat till you empty out the traps I came here for a show, I ain’t even fucking pack But yet I’m here to stay The irony (Laughs)