Non Fiction Lyrics - Ab-soul

[Intro: Raheem DeVaughn] 

Yo, 9th Wonder, we got one 

Never, never done (Rapsody) 

And Radio Raheem DeVaughn 

Church on the move 

[Verse 1: Raheem DeVaughn] 

My birthplace was the Bronx 

Adidas with the fat shoelaces 

Cazelles on the frames of our faces 

Boom Bap, out the boom box 

We've been building this 40 years strong 

The game is for the taking this is history in the making 

And let me make it clear (Ooh la la laa) 

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

And Rapsody (Ooh la la laa) 

[Hook: Raheem DeVaughn] 

This is, this is (Hip Hop) 

This is (Ooh la la laa) 

The Real (x4) 

[Verse 2: Rapsody] 

I stay on my Ps and my Qs - Ss, Ts, Us 

I'm always working, how you spell success in the stu 

Some get they money, like to blaze in the coupe 

Was raised to spend days practicing like the hoops 

We the truth, none realer, too uncommon like Dilla, The Light 

I shine, my rhymes come paired like the Williams 

Two 22's, I'm a sister worth millions, lyrically 

They all fear the flow like Big Williams 

Polo dipped, loco whips 

Weren't impressed if the flows won't potato crisp 

Rap back like the NATO, connect with gods 

Cause my odds of being large weighed out like Chris 

Yo, Biggie the goal, I'm really the mold 

Of what you really want to be if you hadn't of sold 

Your soul, I burn slow like fo'-fo's hitting 

'95 spirit, in the days it was written 

Cats stay trippin', but rip and I never stop 

Got a little buzz now I bubble like a kettle pot 

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 all hang 'em 

Real coming back, now these rappers all changing 

Fearful careers, I don't cower, the new power 

Duracell it never runs out for an hour 

Keep destroying, smoke 'em like sour 

Break 'em all down to rebuild 'em like towers 

That's the Real 

[Raheem DeVaughn] 

This is, hip hop (Ooh la la la) 

This is this is, hip hop 

This is, hip hop (Ooh la la la) 

This is this is, hip hop 

This is, hip hop (Ooh la la la) 

[Verse 3: Rapsody] 

The modern day saints of our stories 

New torch bearers, we the children like Corey 

Gunz of the ones that ran Nation of Millions and watched Mike in Delores 

Used to ride to Nore, now the people inquiry 

About the 5'3" emcee with ovaries 

Got a bite on the mic like the likes of ol' Lauryn 

Hip-hop, score gotta settle it's the flip flop 

Back to when cats rolled Lexus like wrist watch 

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

Couldn't see me eye to eye, keep pumpin' your Reeboks 

Rattle rear views, clear view, I don't fear you or you 

You keep an ear to the streets, too, to hear true I been in the booth, yea killin' on the daily 

Jamla representer another baby of the 80's 

Katy Perry, I grew up on Mary 

The flow varies cause I studied those old from the erry 

Of the gold, why I shine like that find it scary 

The game over, I kill wack emcees, all buried 

It's the real 

[Break: Raheem DeVaughn] 

The game is for the taking this is history in the making 

Let me make it clear (Ooh la la laa) 

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

TDE, ladies and gentlemen Ab-Soul! 

[Verse 4: Ab-Soul] 

And 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, they 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 fair oh 

Boy just got shipped and the judge don't care 

I'll take my steak rare, 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 

[Outro] 

So allow yourself to get caught up in the Rapsody 

And the 9th Wonder of the world actually 

Raheem DeVaughn 

Soul!