Terrorist Threats

[Intro: Ab-Soul]

Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know me

[Bridge: Jhene Aiko]

Kick your game, spit your flow

Can't f*ck with this Top Dawg sh*t though

[Hook: Ab-Soul]

Wish I could see out of Selassie' eye

Maybe my sovereignty would still be mine

If all the gangs in the world unified

We'd stand a chance against the military tonight

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]

Babylon, Babylon

Out my window all I see is Babylon

On the news all I see is Babylon

And all niggas do is just babble on

Money and hoes, want money and hoes

If I sold dope, I'd have plenty of flows

If I was from the projects like Jay Rock

I woulda more than likely slang rocks

All my life I done been around Crips and Bloods

Pimps and thugs (Just to name a few)

I do drugs, momma say it's in my blood

But she don't know what the f*ck I've been through

To creep through the back door

The typical black boy in the good old USA

Before I pushed rhymes like weight

I used to wanna play for the NBA

Hey...

F*ck I'm doing talking 'bout pineal gland

Ancient ways of Sumerians

Ain't nothing wrong with a righteous man

Damn...

This why I had to write this man

For my niggas on the corner, selling water

To somebody's daughter, fluctuating prices man

I ain't got no gavel

I ain't tryna fight nobody battle

I just wanna be free

I ain't tryna be nobody's chattel

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]

(Extra pills, extra pills)

Them AK clips stay extra peeled

Smoking on some of that extra kill

Purple Urkel, that Jaleel

I put that on everythang

If we could link up every gang

And niggas is willing to bear the pain

We'd put the White House lights out today

Okay-kay-kay

We mobbing like we the black KKK

Don't forget my a.k.a. Mayday

Pee on your Ph. D. or your AA

Hey, Dear Barack

I know you just a puppet but I'm giving you props

You lying to the public like it ain't nothing

And I just love it, I hope it don't stop

I don't give a damn, nigga bang that block

I don't give a f*ck, nigga bang that Glock

I seen an image of Hitler in the picture

When the twin towers dropped

Peep the concept

You've got progress, you've got congress

We protest in hopes they confess

Just proceed on your conquest

I ain't got no gavel

I ain't finna fight nobody battle

I just wanna be free

I ain't finna be nobody's chattel

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Danny Brown]

(Extra pills, extra pills)

Nose candy rain like Soul 4 Real

My baby needs some enfamil

So bags get stuffed like Oprah grill

Pull around, come back, oh, for real?

Top blew off, loafers in teal

Get lined up like homeless meals

Feeling if he know how being homeless feels?

Okay-kay-kay

Don't try to stop it, get in my way

You'll get stomped like a Broadway play

AK melee make ya obey, okay?

Feel my pain

Going insane, I'm ashamed

Cause I ain't got sh*t but an EBT card

From a fiend that owe me and it's in her daughter name

How the f*ck is they 'posed to eat?

How the f*ck am I 'posed to eat?

Got a nigga in the streets, no health care

Tryna slang weed just to put shoes on his feet

So f*ck you, you don't give a f*ck about me

Can't get a job if they drug test me

Got a nigga stressed depressed

Got a feeling in his chest and the world's stripped of happiness

I ain't got no gavel

I ain't tryna fight nobody battle

I just wanna be free

I ain't finna be nobody's shadow