Nothing Less Feat. Ab Soul, Jay Rock & K. Dot

So everybody put your shades on
 Poobie came to show +Love+ like +Faizon+
 Every bar that I carve is amaz-on
 Wack niggas can't seem to feel our play on
 A lil' spice in my swag, call it Cajun
 Often wonder to myself where the day's gone
 Save some, save none at the same time
 Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme
 Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine
 Never bad-handing nothing, therefore I grind
 Outshine most niggas, call 'em all suns/sons
 Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one
 Rapper, your favourite rapper, this is no +Pun+
 +Big Daddy+, no +Kane+, get the job done
 I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun
 And I'mma show you how the South was won
 So check it out
 This is the part where we run Hip Hop
 And we don't need props, we know we the shit
 This is the part where we run Hip Hop
 So get them ends hot
 I'm yelling all my real niggas, "keep moving"
 My real bitches, "keep moving"
 I promise I'mma "keep moving"
 If they don't, "we do it"
 The best (Hip Hop)
 I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less
 Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again
 Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans
 I'm on the stage, you in the stands
 I'm on the road, you at the crib just scribbling
 Your best sentence was doing your bid
 I'm through with you kids, like Brenda
 I don't want to have to trash bin ya
 When Ab enter, cats get they raps injured
 Without no reason they be out the whole season
 It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding
 I'm at where you can't come like no semen
 No homo, just admire the power
 I'm so visual, give you an +Eiffel+ like +tower+
 Huh, but you can never see me
 Black tear compliment my black lips in the Lamborghini
 Puffing a spliff big as a branch
 After I spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn
 Jay Rock got flows
 I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke
 Running Hip Hop like 'Pac in his prime
 I spit murder, every bar is a crime
 Look, I do it BIG like B.I
 Nigga I'm the shit, I've doing this since knee high
 No I'm not TIP but I stay on my T.I
 These fake ass rappers steady acting like devise
 I'mma live and die in Cali
 What's beef? Chew through that like rallies
 Got hoes, work 'em out like ballies
 Do shows, flip dough like patties
 I ain't just rapping, I can make it happen
 Put your whole goddamn career in a casket
 Lyrical homicide when I write
 No bullshit, I'm Mike with the mic
 Never pledge allegiance, God given flow
 I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking
 Give me a reason why I'm not the best breathing
 They worship the ground I walk on, though I'm harder than cement
 Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks
 Portable handgun, who want to test?
 I can pass out many Scantrons, fail many students
 Tryna play the truest, dumber than Three Stooges
 Hummers, we steady cruising like time do
 Higher than a Vanilla Sky, float by you
 When I'm through, I'll probably let you take it back
 Like my old prom suit that I wore with the tag
 Rap giant, get your little locality smashed
 Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat
 I like bitches with fat booties but never half-ass
 When I'm working for certain, I'm hurting the game
 I said I'm hurting her
 Pooh! I couldn't help it nigga
 I had to put a this muh'fucker
 This shit classic nigga
 Feel this, uh, for Hip Hop, for Hip Hop
 For real Hip Hop, Hip Hop, Hip Hop