Ab-Soul — Dictionary Rap

[Intro: Ab-Soul] Soulo Indubitably! [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Still trying to get this loose leaf, lift my legal tender 'Til it's tall enough to reach god's slipper, whatchu think? Big Dipper nigga quite the constellation 'cross the nation So ahead I graduated then came to your culmination Like my little sisters, but these rappers more tender No pen I don't bowl nigga, you act all bold like an eagle When you small as gnomes and trolls nigga Mediocre, novice, throw salt, garlic I'm big willy, you craw-fish, flow silly, retarded Gimme a helmet, like I play for the vikings I be (what?) Rollin' up that poison ivy, and I don't look at it at all If it ain't fulla tetrahydrocannabinol, I'm a cannibal dawg Jeffrey Dahmer pull your skin off if you look at me wrong, it'll turn me on I'mma turn this up like a thermostat when it's cold as fuck Am I cold or what? I'm a cobra, venomous Bad to the bone, break all your ligaments Everybody gettin' it, ain't nobody innocent In your pinnacle is benefittin' zero for your penmanship A missle in a barrel and I'm splittin your apparel Red Light, Help! We'll sing carols Vernacular stupid, you're inadequate foolishness tickles my amusement Don't know if I'm an artist or a Harvard law student But I pass bars like kids in candy stores I'm a carnivore and I are the best, absolutely genuine When it comes to synonyms I'm a thesaurus Rex Read more, learn more, change the globe Don't let no one tell you no, yes you can the more you know You understand how much you don't understand, so now you know I ain't the pope, but listen what I taughtcha I ain't gon' cross ya, hope I ain't lost ya I found my utopia, little Cîroc, little fruitopia I spit opium, cut ya up, fill the room up with sodium [Hook] Oh let's do it, oh let's do it Dictionary music That intelligent shit I influence I approve it, dictionary music, yaaaaaaaaa Oh let's do it, oh let's do it Dictionary music That intelligent shit I influence I approve it, dictionary music [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Cataclysmic words, pattern thrash 'em with the verb I put passion in my work, ethic stretch ya like a paramedic Mashin' through yo' turf, even if your habitat's obscure I'll surely make it out alive, precisely how I did at birth You're miniature, minuscule, I'm a minister, April Fools! I like literature luchini, indica and fried zucchini Where my niggas with they beanies on, cocked like a mockingbird I'm sharp enough to correct a correctional officer Carp ya like a carpenter, barbecue your body parts I bet Waka Flocka Flame never met a Charizard Barbarian, that Samaritan, neanderthal A package of blacks, a package of matches, and a can of aerosol No time for no R and R, that sativa got me up Northen California grown, just to state the obvious And I'm omnipotent as god, get you bible And bring your rifle to revival, okay let's do it [Outro] Shoutout to Webster!