Ab-Soul - Rosemary’s Baby lyrics

[Verse 1] Hotdamn, hoe, here we go again Black Lip Pastor at the podium Called in the Guns and Roses I roll in my hands Even got the logo tatted on my skin And I’ve been livin’ so wicked I ain’t got no intention on repentin’ for my sins These Hades be hatin’ on a n***a Hades be hatin’ on a n***a, man Had your wifey come again just to cum again Make her twerk for some merch for her boyfriend Clear my guilty conscious cause he was a fan It could happen to me if it can happen to him These Hades be hatin’ on a n***a Hades be hatin’ on a n***a, man Luckily I feel like Hercules Eye for an eye, that’s why I got 3, rest in peace [Hook] I brought the Gods back for you (I brought them back) Treat the microphone like the rod of Moses Sink into the burnin’ bushes so they talk back to me (Talk about it) They never talk back to me And I ain’t a false prophet, I’m just makin’ real profit off the E This my deceased scroll flow They respectin’ him like the [?], Hercules Hercules, call me Hercules I brought the Gods back for you (I brought them back) They call me Hercules, Hercules I brought the Gods back for you, hoe [Verse 2] Motherf**ers motherf**in’ with the motherf**er Really f**in’ mothers up in other countries Undercover semis, mothers f**in’ love it, ho 47 karat gold, I’m the one that threw Prometheus a lifesaver All my lines are breathtaking Gladiator, pack stadiums, they came to see Hercules You in a hearse, and it’s the universe versus me Are you not entertained, is this not why you are here? When you look yourself in a mirror, do you appear? Would you hold a world on your shoulders that wouldn’t do the same for you? Snake the snakes that came to snake you? Who mixed my cannibus with tannis root? Cause Hades be hatin’ on a n***a, man The creature’s baby was an angel, not an Adrian She came out of labor saying, “damn” [Hook] I brought the Gods back for you (I brought them back) Treat the microphone like the rod of Moses Sink into the burnin’ bushes so they talk back to me (Talk about it) They never talk back to me And I ain’t a false prophet, I’m just makin’ real profit off the E This my deceased scroll flow They respectin’ him like the [?], Hercules Hercules, call me Hercules I brought the Gods back for you (I brought them back) They call me Hercules, Hercules I brought the Gods back for you, hoe