I wish I was a tiger

[Intro: Ab-Soul, Justin Credible & DJ Sourmilk] Yeah, you see what it is, man Justin Credible, DJ Sourmilk, yeah, LA Leakers Carson is here, oh man, Ab-Soul Carson in the motherfuckin' house TDE is here tonight Real talk, I can't, I still can't believe I ain't been here yet I really feel like y'all lyin' to me (That's crazy) Y'all hidin the footage (Yeah), know what I mean? Yeah, oh yeah, and I, and I ain't fuckin' niggas bitches no more (Oh, okay) It's all respect, Soulo (Done with that?) Look [Part I: ''Hit 'Em Up" by 2Pac] [Verse] First off, love your bitch and the clique you claim Top Dawg, we the squad runnin' everythin' They will never understand what we did for this shit The real lyricist that unified the Bloods and the Crips Red and blue make green, we made that make sense Ain't sayin' we invented it, but we stuck to the script Shout out to Nip, embodied Haile Selassie and posthumous Community, revolutionary in progress Started from the projects, the multi-million dollar contracts I wonder if the hypothesis was correct You give a person the worst of circumstances, stand back He may or may not fade to black, but can he crack? (Woo) For real, back to me, Ab-solutely That's real, by definition, divine intervention Untouchable, stole the show and I made a steal Stolen show, made a (Yeah), let me chill The wordplay is top tier like my boss just cried Rollerblade and take a dive bitch, fall in line Say I'm underrated, but wait a minute If a million niggas sayin' the same shit, then y'all just lied Honestly, I'm overqualified But they don't see the bigger picture, 'cause it didn't come in wallet size Talkin' heavy like you fly, you ain't even a ostrich size Run and hide and be ostracized Don't play with 'em, I ain't trippin' over y'all top-five Save your statements, all your documents are falsified We the mafia of the West, I know K.Dot left That's still my partner in crime, respect the family ties, nigga Uh, and Carson in the motherfuckin' house Del Amo watch your motherfuckin' mouth I'ma say it 'til I can't, puttin' paint where it ain't though Stuck to the paper, you can say I'm a staple I be where you can't go, every day I'm still breathin' Is a celebration, life is too champagneful Sayonara, I don't wanna, but I gotta hit 'em up Callin' quits, you niggas full of shit, you need a enema I'm only warmin' up, check the temperature [Part II: "Who Shot Ya" by The Notorious B.I.G.] [Verse] I do it big as Christopher, you niggas miniature I need a ticket for my signature, or we can't get it done (Come on) Ask Glasses, I've been certified I'm with the blue division by blood, but watch Cuz multiply (Shit, oh okay, alright) Yeah, and niggas know I'm different Y'all end the prayer with amen, that's how I begin it, for instance Ayy, man Microphone checker The casino's closed, it don't get no better One for the money, two for the show hoe Soulo, yo There is only Uno, first and foremost Also far as y'all go, I'm also immortal Catch me in your next life, I'll be on the next level Whippin' work in Hell's Kitchen, blindfolded like the Daredevil Marvel at my madness, my method fantastic One hand full of dead men, other hand on a bad bitch On the other hand, I'm from another dimension Might give a nigga dementia, tryna keep up with the scripture Black lip pastor, black sheep in the pasture Solution, I ain't never asked G's for they answer Kept it lit like a lantern, X-factor by any means Pullin' cash out my sacks, like Terrace Martin or Kenny G I'm overthinkin', I shoulda listened to KennyBeats Okay (Cool off man, he's hot, he's on fire) Yo, yo, check, look I told Punch I probably get assessed, nah fuck that Still blowin' whistles, life is too short The homies holdin' pistols, I gotta eat I mean like on a food court, true More transactions than the LGBTQ Oh, respectfully of course, you know, do what thou will Still wicked as ''What's the name?'', but get it straight though I'm a Carson cult, I'm no occultist Poet laureat, ten toes to the floor 'Cause fortune favors the boldest, the illest when they call me Covid-20 Get vaccinated (Sniffs), silent weapons for quiet wars get detonated (Sniffs) Cops killin' niggas, remind us we need each other Got us wearin' masks, we barely can see each other On social media, we don't know how to treat each other (Mhm) Cancel culture, all we wanna do is beat each other (Man) It's food for thought, 'cause I thought we should feed each other Just don't remember to forget, there'll never be another Soul No, no, no I ain't finished yet More frequencies to implement, energy to reciprocate Philisophies intercept, my niggas said ''The system set, why fight it?'' We in the net, I'm gettin' back This my Higgs-Boson flow Dope in the pot with the stove on low Cannonballs at the boat [?], y'all roll They corrupted the Black Panthers So we took it to Wakanda, then T'Challa caught cancer So how the fucked am I 'posed to focus on makin' music With all the moguls we losin' and all this global confusion? The rich gettin' richer, and the pope gettin' slicker Robin Hood then sold his bow for a Draco nigga, bang! (Fuck, bang) Yeah, ayy, yeah, and, and shout out to the LA Leakers (Thank you man) Its still raw backwards with all of you rappers Actually, y'all be more competitive speechless My advice is you keep quiet I'm the best MC breathin' When I say I'm the nicest, I really mean it It's not a secret I'm the sickest, get infected We the better Deathrow, Snoop said it, lethal injection (Ooh) Y'all might got more money than me, but I'm indebted So y'all can keep sleepin' on me, I'm embedded [Outro: Ab-Soul, Justin Credible & DJ Sourmilk] The sickest get infected, yeah Come on, man For the record, yeah, for the record, yeah Appreciate you man, wow Appreciate you all man, listen to Ab-Soul man Top Dawg Entertainment, long live Listen, the new album ''Herbert'' on the way, man I appreciate the patience, I know it's been a long time comin' But, you know (We ready), I was cookin' the bird up slowly (That's right, that's right) Carson in the motherfuckin' house, man (Believe that) Del Amo watch your motherfuckin' mouth (That's right) Let 'em know man, crazy in here