Ab-Soul - Top Dawg Under Dawg lyrics

You would have thought I was infatuated with being underrated instead of renowned Got me feeling like King David before the crown I too have my views like you Look what I do to stand on stages in front of crowds I need food but I'd rather smoke a Black & Mild Get back in the booth and spill my heart until I bust a valve And that's the truth, hand over my left titty I had faith in hip hop before she met Biggie Just take this sh** a day at a time I thought I was on after Day In The Life But you know our sh** get put on hold after reality strikes You ain't know [?] How you eat when there ain't even a bowl? My stomach sound like something in the jungle My mind saying give it up, the people saying don't go It's easier to leave when you ain't got no dough Cheap champagne wishes and thirty ratchet hoes All up in my videos until you n***as see the vision (I ain't playing) Guess a n***a never checked out the tension In my second childhood making music from the soul Just so you know, cracker back [?] On and on and on and They think me and these other rappers have something in common God bless them, all men I ain't stressing, I'm all in They in Lois Lane, I'm Clark Kent Go back to what's happening Jay Rock finna drop and walk you all around [?] Kendrick keep getting chased by cameramen And for the first time you've seen a Hoover Crip on the charts As for me I'm still an amateur, venting Looking for the right cannon To capture your attention, I need honorable mention Most of all I need to exist in the fourth dimension But n***as say I sing better than I rap Who give a crap about all them damn metaphors and diction? (f** that) Took a step back to reevaluate my steez Went to friendzone alone and wrote a gang of trees Labels calling for everybody except for me Like I ain't got the recipe Like this ain't my destiny You know how much my family expect from me? Especially considering I'm literally chasing a dream Told G-packs I'm a slip through the crack Get that cream, that's a fact yo Whoever thought I'd get to write for Dr. Dre? He probably thought it was trash and threw that sh** away But it's a new day, new possibilities My time'll come sooner enough No hostility, that type of sh**'ll slow you up Don't get caught up in all of the marketing to show you up He from Top Dawg?, he more like a pup He ain't from the streets, where the f** he come from? Who cosigning [?], don't believe the hype You n***as can't see me, can't call me on Skype I'm all bite, no bark A Benz to a Go-kart All I do is go as hard as adult film costars So on and so on Never lag, never that You can't see?, look They told me to break a leg, so now I'm an amputee Give me fifty feet like G-unit's sneaks Soul brother number two times whoever you bring Motherf**er T.D.U.D