Ab-Soul — Showoff Freestyle

[Verse 1: Retchy P] Yo I done had 20 racks and blew it all to the ground I sold nickle bags and peddled the pounds Can't even talk drugs and bitches in my city Without saying my name Snotty nose used to pitch in the rain Now my bitch play with my dick in the Range She start beef and I'm just catching a flight It's probably drugs if I'm sipping the Sprite You know my life Drink, smoke, roll some dice Shoot the club up on open night Hit a bitch in a wig, tall nigga got caught on the leg I hit the sherm and go dumb at the feds I'm on your block, come kill me The purpose always doing me filthy Ruin lives and I ain't never felt guilty, nigga walk with me A couple racks at the sound of a chirp I'm smoking dope while I'm baggin' the work Had the building at the top of the staircase I'm probably getting top in the staircase Fiends take a bump and can't stand straight Yea, I'm a firm believer in god But it get cloudy you when the times gettin' hard It make a nigga wanna get up and rob Wasn't for me a lot of niggas will starve They needed work so i give 'em a job Feed your peoples nigga A lot of niggas don't share them views So the TV gotta share that news You know the streets in these made up rules Cause niggas ain't pay them dues They show a tarp and some beat up shoes Shit is wicked, and most of these niggas is duck Plus keep it tucked or you pressing your luck You know the peeps get to searching the truck They smell weed, now they bringin' the dogs Run up your name thirst to give you a charge [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] The only thing better than sex is when the words connect I'm a pisces with a chicken fishnets, difficult to catch It's pivotal to know that Soul don't play round' You got wordplay, i got word playgrounds I make sounds do tricks and flips I had a tech deck before we needed a tec on deck We never can be neck to neck, the naked truth is you suck I'm just worried but who imma get the neck from next Next level reason and rhyme, one word at the time The versatile flow , .... You know You at the Podium, we throwin' tomatoes at your show Ayo, is a tomato a fruit or a vegetable , I don't know But I beat up every beat i put my heart to And I made it all of making cartoons I'm only getting started , the flow is so retarded I could get away with murder fingerprints up on the burner No I ain't got no wallet but .... Running through them racks and we shot for the designer Last year the first year a nigga ever paid taxes In Manhattan with a model catchin' all my taxes Hold up, wait a minute; y'all thought i was finished I been chasin' dreams since a nigga was an infant Now we really in it, 50 for the ticket 10k for the feature, but only if you illy Top Dawg Entertainment, slap your momma silly Life is like a cycle, I'm about to pop a wheelie I'm just tryin eat, I hope the Lord forgive me 'Coz the root of all evil is what keeps my world spinnin' So pay me what you owe, not a penny short 'Coz there is only one, no two cents ain't important