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ab-soul - black & mild lyrics

[verse 1]
n-gga i ain’t never been scared
i break a rapper down like a ounce of
kush —
probably tie him down to a burning bush, god strike me down
look — i’m ignorant as renting a movie i already got
truthfully, i would do it cuz the bootleg ain’t clear enough to watch
watch how i flip it like a blue dolphin —
that’s a water mammal on ecstasy, yo i gets r-t-rded
and we can go to war if you wanna
you could plan it but to you i’m like a planet — the largest
panic when i’m marching on your turf like a sergeant —
with the biggest f-cking b-lls on earth, moving forward
anything you wanna do, i’m all for it
bring your crew till i’m like a liquor store — cornered
that’s when i pull a bazooka out of a my shoe, like i want to — (boom!)
sayonara — i breathe life in the game, i don’t know cpr
you’re mediocre to a meteor, or…

[hook]
young, (black and wild)
puffin’ on a (black and mild)
young
(black and wild)
puffin’ on a (black and mild)
young, (black and wild)
puffin’ on a (black and mild)
young, (black and wild)
puffin’ on a (black
and mild)

[verse 2]
what’s up?
aww, look at these suckers —
no goals to execute so they’re k!lling each
other
and me and you?
we are not the same, i’m telling you —
what i write readers digest, your sh-t ain’t edible
better yet, your whole style is questionable
come to my neck of the woods, strangle your neck in the booth
saying you next to who, motherf-cker?
kick the bucket, maybe this pale will do
from the moment they broke my umbilical, i was known as the coldest criminal
with — enormous genitals, it — is no subliminal, my sh-t is more literal
and ironic as witnessing death in your living room
p-ssed the bud, i’m finna run in motherf-cking mud
run a motherf-cking lap — around a gas pump
g-ssed up — don’t add fuel to the fire
that’s how you get your -ss whooped
i hold the belt — welterweight rappers need help
you n-ggas can’t see me
like i’m moving in stealth — get off my weenie
i know, it’s big enough to fill a beanie but i…

schoolboy q: pause!
soulo: you know that sh-t was tight n-gga…you wanna hit this?
schoolboy q: naw n-gga, no cancer n-gga. you know it’s gonna put a hole in my zone, straight kush n-gga
soulo: yeah, f-ck that man

[hook]

[verse 3]
what’s up?
know i stay with a verse —
like i stay with a plaque till i’m laid back in a he-rs-
i’m iller than having aids — and bagging a nurse
copping a clean suit to wear under the dirt — f-ck
pull out the pin then i throw a grenade — what?
bombs away, cast light into your day
better cheese when that camera flash light into your face
bet a g you n-ggas weak — monday through sunday i’m a beast

- ab soul lyrics

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