[Intro: Ab-Soul]I brought the lighter tooI got it with me this time[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]Yo (Soul!) sinister literatureRead my riddles it’ll get rid of ya quicker than ritalinRed bones leave me with a ridden dick, how real is this?Think of sinnin’ man’s cinema, sweetTil the servant serves you the vinegar, it’s deepSimple as finding algorithms and statisticsWalking with your children in the red
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