Ab-Soul - W.R.O.H. (ft. JMSN) | Текст песни

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• Ab-Soul
• W.R.O.H. (ft. JMSN)

[Produced by Tae Beast]

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
All my life
All my life

[Bridge: Ab-Soul]
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was ill
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was I'll be here

[Verse: Ab-Soul]
I'll be there, everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare
Cross me like the gold you wear
Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air
So much smoke that I'm comatose, but I still want mo'
TDE generals, she ain't spiritual but she still on Soul
God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing
Can I proceed? Collect all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul!)
Yeah, and I just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and it's still all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's over hope it's overstood
I'm in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the
Game yall praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me
I just kept it real with yall, keeping it real with me

[Hook: Ab-Soul and JMSN]
Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
Who really bout that, you'll see when the smoke clears
Cause we really out here! (We really out here!)
We really out here! (We really out here!)
We really out here!
(We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!)

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again
Fuck on' the same hoes again, bumpin' "Druggies Wit Hoes Again" with my bros again
No, I want the world chico and everything in it
Every beverage with Codeine in it
How the fuck you say I sold my spirit?
I'm still taking blows at the Senate
Claims of Illuminati, I'm just tryna illuminate
Praise to the most high, God, Jah, Allah, Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my gangster, celestials respect my space
And I just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and it's still all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's over ho, it's overstood
I was overlooked, I went overboard now I'm overbooked
Ab-Soul-Lute just, my life is like an open book
Read between the lines nigga
I did this shit legally blind nigga
Yeah, Soulo ho, Carson arson with Del Amo
Tell your folks I said hello, I ain't never scared

[Hook: Ab-Soul and JMSN + Bridge: Ab-Soul]

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