Non-Fiction (feat. Ab-Soul & Raheem DeVaughn)

Rapsody

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    Raheem DeVaughn:
    Yo, 9th Wonder, we got one
    Never, never done (Rapsody)
    And Radio Raheem DeVaughn
    Church on the move

    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)

    Raheem DeVaughn:
    This is, this is (Hip Hop)
    This is (Ooh la la laa)
    The Real (x4)

    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

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    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)

    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

    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!

    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

    So allow yourself to get caught up in the Rapsody
    And the 9th Wonder of the world actually
    Raheem DeVaughn
    Soul!

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