Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Terrorist Threats’ by Ab-Soul. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Ab-Soul or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know me
Wicked as Aleister Crowley, you niggas know me
Kick your game, spit your flow
Can’t f*ck with this Top Dawg shit though
Kick your game, spit your flow
Can’t f*ck with this Top Dawg shit though
Kick your game, spit your flow
Can’t f*ck with this Top Dawg shit though
Kick your game, spit your flow
Can’t f*ck with this Top Dawg shit though
Wish I could see Haile Selassie
Maybe my sovereignty would still be mine
If all the gangs in the world unified
We’d stand a chance against the military tonight
I said we stand a chance against the military tonight
I said we stand a chance against the military tonight
Babylon, Babylon, out my window all I see is Babylon
On the news all I see is Babylon, and all niggas do is just babble on
Money and hoes, want money and hoes
If I sold dope, I’d have plenty of flows
If I was from the projects like Jay Rock, I woulda more than likely slang rocks
All my life I done been around Crips and Bloods, pimps and thugs
Just to name a few, I do drugs, momma say it’s in my blood
But she don’t know what the f*ck I’ve been through
To creep through the back door, the typical black boy in the good old USA
Before I pushed rhymes like weight, I used to wanna play for the NBA
F*ck I’m doing talking ’bout pineal gland
Ancient ways of Sumerians, ain’t nothing wrong with a righteous man
This why I had to write this man, for my niggas on the corner
Selling water to somebody’s daughter, fluctuating prices man
I ain’t got no gavel, I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle
I just wanna be free, I ain’t tryna be nobody’s chattel
Wish I could see Haile Selassie
Maybe my sovereignty would still be mine
If all the gangs in the world unified
We’d stand a chance against the military tonight
I said we stand a chance against the military tonight
I said we stand a chance against the military tonight
(Extra pills, extra pills) Them AK clips stay extra peeled
Smoking on some of that extra kill, Purple Urkel, that Jaleel
I put that on everythang, if we could link up every gang
And niggas is willing to bear the pain
We’d put the White House lights out today
Okay-kay-kay, we mobbing like we the black KKK
Don’t forget my a.k.a., Mayday, pee on your Ph. D. or your AA
Hey, Dear Barack, I know you just a puppet but I’m giving you props
You lying to the public like it ain’t nothing and I just love it, I hope it don’t stop
I don’t give a damn, nigga bang that block
I don’t give a f*ck, nigga bang that Glock
I seen an image of Hitler in the picture when the twin towers dropped
Peep the concept, you’ve got progress, you’ve got congress
We protest in hopes they confess, just proceed on your conquest
I ain’t got no gavel, I ain’t finna fight nobody battle
I just wanna be free, I ain’t finna be nobody’s chattel
Wish I could see Haile Selassie
Maybe my sovereignty would still be mine
If all the gangs in the world unified
We’d stand a chance against the military tonight
I said we stand a chance against the military tonight
I said we stand a chance against the military tonight
(Extra pills, extra pills) Nose candy rain like Soul 4 Real
My baby needs some enfamil, so bags get stuffed like Oprah grill
Pull around, come back, oh, for real? Top blew off, loafers in teal
Get lined up like homeless meals
Feeling if he know how being homeless feels?
Okay-kay-kay, don’t try to stop it, get in my way
You’ll get stomped like a Broadway play, AK melee make ya obey, okay?
Feel my pain, going insane, I’m ashamed, cause I ain’t got shit
But an EBT card from a fiend that owe me and it’s in her daughter name
How the f*ck is they ‘posed to eat? How the f*ck am I ‘posed to eat?
Got a nigga in the streets, no health care
Tryna slang weed just to put shoes on his feet
So f*ck you, you don’t give a f*ck about me
Can’t get a job if they drug test me
Got a nigga stressed depressed, got a feeling in his chest
And the world’s stripped of happiness
I ain’t got no gavel, I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle
I just wanna be free, I ain’t finna be nobody’s shadow