Ab1 Lyrics

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate

Our deepest fear is that we are

Powerful beyond measure

It is our light not our darkness

That most frighten us

We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant

Gorgeous, talented, fabulous

Actually, who are you not to be

You are a child of God

There’s nothing enlightening about shrinking

So that other people won’t feel insecure around you

We are all meant to shine, as children do

We’re born to make manifest the glory of God

That is within us

It’s not just in some of us

It’s in every one

And it’s in me too

(Whatchu Got 3hreezy)

I ain't for that talking reckless

I’m deaf to that nonsense

I bet I’ll snatch yo' girlfriend necklace

Then run with her bonnet

I want a life with no more deaths

And lots of profit

I’m tryna stretch my bands so far that

They all poppin'

I’m really on the road to riches

And that’s on my mommy

I ain't stopping till I’m on a hill counting figures

And I'm rocking some Tommy

Hardest part about rapping

Is when you say hard stuff

And they don’t notice

But insure your self against me 'cause

I stay Progressive with my flow, is

Your favorite rapper kinda lame-ish

Or the fat one that sent the lame diss

He prolly tried to suck another rapper off

Just to get famous

They say 3hreezy,

You got the gas mix, yo uncle rap

And yo pops lead the whole choir

I said, "It just rain down on me

I got heat in my genes like a dryer"

I’m a leader, Obama

I drop bombs, Osama

Another bomb, al Qaeda

You want beef, I’ll cater

I serve it up, I’m a waiter

I’m playing with ‘em like Sega

They scared to get bodied

They don’t wanna work beside me

I’m AB3hree from the 4

In case you ain’t know

I’m a kid now

But soon I’ll be the goat

They sleep on me now

Bet this get ‘em woke

I’m stepping on niggas head like a roach

See I’m on top like a candle

Man I get the cake I grab a handful

Even Sonic couldn’t beat me

Cuz the game really too easy like

Pro or Rookie tell a club to book me

AB3hree not CP3 nobody shook me

Running out of patience

I been steady waitin’

Money coming from me

Like I’m masturbating

And I’m the realest I know

Dude seen me he went albino

Got him in the room crying

Scared his eyes closed

Look odio a este tipo

This is like a free throw