NonFiction - Rapsody, Raheem DeVaughn, Ab-Soul

Yo, 9th Wonder, we got one

Never, never done (Rapsody)

And Radio Raheem DeVaughn

Church on the moon

My birthplace was the Bronx

Adidas with the fat shoelaces

Gazelles are the frames on our faces

Goin' back, I was on?

We been buildin' this forty years strong

The game is for the takin' this is history in the makin'

Let me make it clear (La la la la)

This ain’t no bubble gum rap with 9th on the track

With Rapsody?

(La la la la)

This is this is

This is (La la la la)

This is this is

This is (La la la la)

This is this is

This is (La la la la)

This is this is

This is (The real)

I stay on my P’s and my Q’s

S’s TU’s I’m always workin'

How you spell success in the STU

Some get they money, like to blaze in the Coupe

The greats spend days practicin' like the hoops

We the truth, none realer

Too uncommon like Dilla to light

I shine, my rhymes come paired like the Williams

Two twenty-twos I’m a sister worth millions

Lyrically they all fear the flow like Big Williams

Polo dipped, loco whips

Won’t impress if the globe want potato crisps

Rap back like the NATO, connect with gods

Cause my eyes’ll be enlarged, weighed out like Chris

Yo, the bigger the gold, I’m really the mold

Which you’d really wanna be if you had any soul

You’re soul, I burn slow like four fours hittin'

'95 spirit in the days it was written

Cats stay trippin', but rip and I’ll never stop

Got a little buzz, now I bubble like a kettle pop

I know the devil watch and wanna touch me, but like metal box

I stay locked under this hip-hop, forever God

Reckless necklace flows, I’ll hang 'em

Real comin' back, now these rappers all changin'

Fear for careers, I don’t cower to new power

Duracell, it never runs out for an hour

Keep destroyin', smoke 'em like sour

Break 'em all down to rebuild 'em like towers

That’s the real

This is (La la la la)

This is this is

This is (La la la la)

This is this is

This is (La la la la)

The modern day saints of our stories

New torch bearer, we the children like Corey

Guns are the ones that ran?

to the millions

And watched Mike and Deloris

Used to ride a Nori, now the people in quarry

About the five-three MC with old?

Got a bite on the mic like the likes of Lauryn

Hip-hop, score got to settle this to flip flop

Back to when cats would roll Lexs like wrist watch

Elbow out the door bumpin' Nas 'til the speaks pop

Couldn’t see me eye to eye, keep pumpin' your Reboks

Radder rearviews, clear view I don’t fear you

Or you, you should keep a ear to the streets too to hear true

I been in the booth, yeah killin' on the daily

Jam to represent another baby of the '80s

Katy Perry I grew up on Mary

The flow vary cause I studied those old from the aries

Pot of gold, why I shine like that fine, it’s scary

The game over, I killed whack MCs, all buried

It’s the real

The game is for the takin' this is history in the makin'

Let me make it clear (La la la la)

This ain’t no bubble gum rap with 9th on the t-

TDE, ladies and gentlemen, Ab-Soul!

So while you niggas keep bangin' the same drum

I’m smokin' like I ain’t got the same lungs

I had when I started, pardon my ignorant rants

I rap like I move keys but Apple S can’t save 'em

There’s only so much you can show 'em

They been reading his story so long, think they know him

I’m sewing up the game, I need needle and thread

Some people lead sheep, some people just need wool

The shit cuts deep

Rugby toughin' the feel, you be where the rugs be

In the house nigga, with the rest of the house niggas

Thug life, rolling, my homies are screaming «fuck life»

Showin' love at the same damn time

I’d say the future is looking bright contrary to CNN

Give me a mic and about three nights

I turn straw into gold like Rumpelstiltskin

Man I made a man cry vibing to Be A Man

Walking like an Egyptian, life ain’t pharaoh

Boy just got shipped and the judge don’t care

I’ll take my steak where, maybe it will help me bare

With all the bloody consequences obvious in this here

So I guess I got the game figured out all wrong

I guess you never know what you got til it’s gone

Til' every terrain on this plane experience sunshine

Two fingers up and fuck one time

So allow yourself to get caught up in the Rapsody

And the 9th Wonder of the world actually

Raheem DeVaughn

Soul!