Ab-Soul — 16 Bars Freestyle

Yo, Look [Verse] I don't follow no trends But I'm a beast and I'm hyped Soul assassin, all I need is a beat and a mic Like Joseph Jackson When I kill it, I feel so alive And I get high so much that I don't know goodbye So what's the word?, I'm down to earth but i was 'posed to fly Life threw for me a loop, cool roller coaster ride I never complain, I never play the blame game Fuck the world, my dick hang like a crane chain In other words I'm ready My teachers thought I was sharp, my every word's a machete Halt! Who goes there? Have no fear, it's just I Who showed you what you can't see with just eyes I kept it justice and poetry over beats and hoaxes My city win like the Chicago beat I took a chance and rapped like I'm a Chicago breed, for realer If I ain't the most dope, than it's Mac Miller 'Coz these days I wear many faces Rollin' up a drough tree Californicatin'