Murder You Rappers

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]

Yo, if you could see what I was thinking --

You'd probably see a boat floating in my quotes

Fluid like sewer drain, too insane --

Like everything Edgar Allan Poe wrote

Call the Olympics, I can't even spit it -- I pole-vault

And your team's like making love for the slowpokes

Here we go though -- Soul got a blunt rolled up

Chocolate Thai got me right, yeah I Cocoa Puff --

Time to time? Shit, I'm high all day

Like the sun, you could catch me in the sky all day

Money like pre-algebra -- multiply all day

My style cayenne pepper so I spit like Dylan

Whenever the mic gone --

Got sick and tired of asking for shit to write on

Now the only pen that I grip --

Exists in my cerebral cortex

The future is like a quartet -- I fore-see it bitch

[Hook: Ab-Soul]

You know I'd really hate to murder you rappers -- (really though)

I wish I never heard of you rappers -- (really though)

Shit's whack man you need more practice -- (really though)

So go practice --

Go practice

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]

Shit -- my impact is flammable gaseous in a room full of lit matches

Rumor has it I'm hazardous --

Rap Lazarus, the hip hop Jesus of Nazareth

Polaroid couldn't capture this

I'm candidating like an activist, back to this

I'm profound, you niggas lost like Angeles

I'm fierce like a wildebeest --

Built like a million-piece puzzle

Put together by hustle, who wanna scuffle?

We laugh to the bank and you chuckle -- keep the change

My genetic makeup's too different to be the same as y'all

Like sending instant messages when I aim at y'all --

I'm hitting you up

Like graffiti on the wall, hope you get what you ask for

As for Ab-Soul, I'm a asshole -- that's all

Shut them down like Ctrl - Alt - Delete, capisce?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]

Mind-boggling, word gargling word-ologist

What you hollerin'?

I got enough spit to form my very own island, my friend

Wanna take a swim?

Step into the booth, you'll probably need a bathing suit

Skinny-dipping, my thoughts inside a pool of sharks do

You hesitate to test the waters of a fish tank

You first-timer -- You need more than one-liners

Your color scheme is undone, all you have is the primer

Paint pictures like art designers --

Architect when I often draw the tech

Then put your carcass over your set when the words eject

Celibacy flow --

Really don't matter the sex, just letting you know --

Women could get it quicker like chlamydia nigga

Disease-infested, please consider --

The piece of her comprehension inside my jurisdiction

And you can't deliver

[Verse 4: Punch]

If you could see my thoughts I recollect in the booth --

Self genocide rhyme, hang yourself from the noose --

To spit iodine from a spectator's view

Punch is off his rocker, locked in Davy Jones' locker

Un-controllable urge to splurge on the verse

Baptize them with the words, shall return as the first

Born immaculate birth, dog, cuz what I'm worth --

Is the earth's first garden and that's only when I'm starvin' nigga

Yeah...I'ma stop right there

K-Dot, Ab-Soul, Punch

Murder you rappers