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Ab-Soul - 9 Mile Lyrics



Ab-Soul - 9 Mile Lyrics
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Settle down, settle down, y'all
I'd like to take the time to introduce to the stage
This new young brother
I like this brother
He go by the name of Soul Burger

Cue the sermon
My daughter Carson just said, "Dada," for the first time
And Cali tryna get up and run track
Amen (crazy)

I like to call myself the God of rap (steady, are you ready?)
And all of y'all should call me that (what's going on?)
I hit the studio and talk like that
Leave that motherf*cker and feel like a fraud
In all honesty, I believe (steady, are you ready?)
The truth will set you free, am I an inmate?
I got secrets I'ma die with
(What's going on?)
Am I the greatest or an ingrate?
Am I a victim or a villain with a moral compass?
(Steady, are you ready?)
Did my dirt all by my lonely, no accomplice
So when this shit hits the fan (what's going on?)
I'll be sippin' Apothic Red but I won't be whining
(Steady, are you ready?)
No boo-hoo's, more like BeBe and Cece
Church on the move (what's going on?)
Right or wrong, my faith was written way before I started writing
This ain't a verse, this an excerpt from a seance (steady, are you ready?)
Ain't really confrontational but I crave chaos (what's going on?)
Mayday, mayday
Melee, melee
(Steady, are you ready?)
Ay, way off the chain like a jeweler's scale
F*ck all this gold on me
(What's going on? Are you ready?) No
It ain't hard to tell like Sonic's little homie (steady, are you ready?)
Let my soul glow and despite the darkness I harness
You'd think these silver linings were straps
They keep me from falling (what's going on?)
Huh, rhyming like I'm flying with angel wings, I just be crawling
(Steady, are you ready?)
Jesus Christ, am I designed to compete?
Or am I just appallin'? (2 are you ready?)
Peter and Paul, you know that was crazy, look
These days (steady, are you ready?)
I rather work out my flaws than flex on y'all
A little something's better
Than a whole lot of nothin' at all (what's going on?)
Oh well, hope you read between the lines like when we be spelling wrong

(Steady, are you ready?)
Spells, you know I'm sayin'? Pretty funny
(What's going on?)
Ay, ayo, Arnie, can I, can I, can I keeping it going?
I'm down, take a look around

(However do you want me) uh
(However do you need me) mic check one two, mic check
(However do you want me) turn me up in this bitch
(However do you need me) can I, can I talk my shit?
(However do you want me) can I keep it real, real quick?

I am broke, I am on f*cking drugs
Don't own shit, I'm paying rent with my babies' mom
I'll take a 7.62 for Top Dawg
I did jump off a bridge on Del Amo Boulevard
I'm blessed but question why God would have mercy on a junkie
Biggest lie I ever told was that it ain't about the money
Hopped out the rabbit hole but now I'm really trippin'
I'm still standing here screaming, "F*ck the whole system"
Couldn't care any less if you judge me, bitch
You don't know what the f*ck I did for this shit
And I don't know much, but I do know this
I got the game in a headlock, I'm like Draymond (yeah)
You think you f*ckin' with the squad just a little bit? (No)
Dream on and then apply for your membership
Little bitch
Shit ain't been the same when I got mine
Shit we was on, you'da thought we was out our mind
Couple of tickin' time bombs, don't step on our mine
But he the reason me and Danny spinned the block
We lost Popeye but Milly with mommy and Belly with Nas
So Cain never really left my side
Now we just a fusion like Trunks and Gohan
Huh
Huey and Riley combined, knowledge and 9's

Bang

They gon' respect a motherf*cker now
They gon' respect me
It's them and not them
Them not them
It's them and not motherf*cking
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Settle down, settle down, y'all
I'd like to take the time to introduce to the stage
This new young brother
I like this brother
He go by the name of Soul Burger

Cue the sermon
My daughter Carson just said, "Dada," for the first time
And Cali tryna get up and run track
Amen (crazy)

I like to call myself the God of rap (steady, are you ready?)
And all of y'all should call me that (what's going on?)
I hit the studio and talk like that
Leave that motherf*cker and feel like a fraud
In all honesty, I believe (steady, are you ready?)
The truth will set you free, am I an inmate?
I got secrets I'ma die with
(What's going on?)
Am I the greatest or an ingrate?
Am I a victim or a villain with a moral compass?
(Steady, are you ready?)
Did my dirt all by my lonely, no accomplice
So when this shit hits the fan (what's going on?)
I'll be sippin' Apothic Red but I won't be whining
(Steady, are you ready?)
No boo-hoo's, more like BeBe and Cece
Church on the move (what's going on?)
Right or wrong, my faith was written way before I started writing
This ain't a verse, this an excerpt from a seance (steady, are you ready?)
Ain't really confrontational but I crave chaos (what's going on?)
Mayday, mayday
Melee, melee
(Steady, are you ready?)
Ay, way off the chain like a jeweler's scale
F*ck all this gold on me
(What's going on? Are you ready?) No
It ain't hard to tell like Sonic's little homie (steady, are you ready?)
Let my soul glow and despite the darkness I harness
You'd think these silver linings were straps
They keep me from falling (what's going on?)
Huh, rhyming like I'm flying with angel wings, I just be crawling
(Steady, are you ready?)
Jesus Christ, am I designed to compete?
Or am I just appallin'? (2 are you ready?)
Peter and Paul, you know that was crazy, look
These days (steady, are you ready?)
I rather work out my flaws than flex on y'all
A little something's better
Than a whole lot of nothin' at all (what's going on?)
Oh well, hope you read between the lines like when we be spelling wrong

(Steady, are you ready?)
Spells, you know I'm sayin'? Pretty funny
(What's going on?)
Ay, ayo, Arnie, can I, can I, can I keeping it going?
I'm down, take a look around

(However do you want me) uh
(However do you need me) mic check one two, mic check
(However do you want me) turn me up in this bitch
(However do you need me) can I, can I talk my shit?
(However do you want me) can I keep it real, real quick?

I am broke, I am on f*cking drugs
Don't own shit, I'm paying rent with my babies' mom
I'll take a 7.62 for Top Dawg
I did jump off a bridge on Del Amo Boulevard
I'm blessed but question why God would have mercy on a junkie
Biggest lie I ever told was that it ain't about the money
Hopped out the rabbit hole but now I'm really trippin'
I'm still standing here screaming, "F*ck the whole system"
Couldn't care any less if you judge me, bitch
You don't know what the f*ck I did for this shit
And I don't know much, but I do know this
I got the game in a headlock, I'm like Draymond (yeah)
You think you f*ckin' with the squad just a little bit? (No)
Dream on and then apply for your membership
Little bitch
Shit ain't been the same when I got mine
Shit we was on, you'da thought we was out our mind
Couple of tickin' time bombs, don't step on our mine
But he the reason me and Danny spinned the block
We lost Popeye but Milly with mommy and Belly with Nas
So Cain never really left my side
Now we just a fusion like Trunks and Gohan
Huh
Huey and Riley combined, knowledge and 9's

Bang

They gon' respect a motherf*cker now
They gon' respect me
It's them and not them
Them not them
It's them and not motherf*cking
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Writer: Andrew Boyd, Armon Stringer, Chris Larcombe, Corben Lamb, Herbert Anthony Stevens IV, James Harper, Kevin Pennington, Sam Hewley
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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