Above It All Lyrics

Above It All Lyrics by Dylan Ross :
[Hook: Choirboy]
Above It All, ‘bove it all
‘bove that bullsh*t out your jaw
Put the clicc above it all
I put the squad above it all
Above It All, Above It All
If you fuccing with my dogs
I can’t save you from them all have you praying to the lord
Above It All, Above It All
Man we stay above it all
Above that bullsh*t that you talk but the clicc we ain’t involved
Above It All Above It All
Don’t give a damn above it all
I put this fam above it all cause I’m a man above it all

[Verse 1: Ouija]
In the bathroom at the mall snorting something in the stall
Tried walking to the food court but I’m faded so I crawled
Fell down the escalator on a hater broke his jaw
Ran his pockets got his wallet and the keys to his car
Pull that .9 out on security said “b*tch stay where you are!”
Hoe I came here for burritos show me panties and a bra
This (?) a blade and I be cutting panties off
Fronting on my clicc your girl done succ’d the di*k above my balls
Above It All? Yes I Are! You ain’t fuccing with a star
Nah (?) of gas I’m paccing that and a cigar
Give a fucc about a blog I be swerving with my dogs
We maneuver on you goobers how we stunting with our flaws
Its that Swag Too posse when we high we say Figgah
Put that money in my paws or that gun come out my draws
We some angels after satan
We some demons after god this the squad fucc yo set
I’m putting mines above it all

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Choirboy]
Just south of heaven just north of hell
Where they sell you anything that a man can sell
Where the fiends stay high man high as hell
Where these hoes and these b*tch make rats go tell
Where the .45 beam put a man in jail but the same .45 can take a fam as well
Harm from all the bullsh*t is where I dwell
Ain’t a bad place if you can stand the smell
(?) most not as real as they claim
(?)
(?) won’t stop till I got a Maybach whipping with the motherf*ckin’ doors off
No God (?) ahhh
Life is a b*tch so I’m going in the whole rot
Fucc this world in the facc till the throat pop blow pop (?)
2Pac in the boondocks where I come from
Pool ball in a tube sock (?)
(?) fold up like a futon
When we come up now stop it with the suction
Pundget, came to put the funk in the function
Nothing came up with the ones that I run with
Fam go deeper than your sons and your cousins
Who could of seen what we becoming
We came to get it cuz
Gave my all but sometimes I be wondering is this enough
Fucc it bruh
We gon’ get so high they can’t even touch us cause God is Family Over Everything

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rozz Dyliams]
R O Double toiling trouble
Got my conscious on my hustle
b*tch its family over everything in case you f*cking wondered
Young Jake Jeckel up on my neck
Cause this here for life and that there is not
I live for family, I die for family
I do it for family I swear to God
I swear to God I beat the odds
I do it all and I run the race
My heart rate climb at a steady pace till I finish first above all you lames
I got so much motherf*cking mental pressure that I feel like everybody up in my target range
I don’t want to make a wish that it already is
Cause guts and brains make lots of stains
I don’t even know if I’ma be here tomorrow
Visions of a bloody picture of me on the cross
I can even see the blood gleaming and glossing
I’m sorry for your loss, I don’t mean to be Rozz
Steady bumping wicked sh*t until I am gone
b*tch I’m from Ohio what you think I was on
Smoking by myself until the weed is all gone
But I don’t care I’ll get another oz in the morning
I’m above it all
Flip a bird like a somersault
[?] light it up like [?]
Gotta get it till I get my world better off
Gotta move what I need then I’m moving on
I shed a lot of people who were never even on my side but marijuana never seem to ever do me wrong
Dylan killing any enemy that step up in my way to threaten anything I love I’m bout to set it off

[Hook]