Artist: Ab-Soul f/ ScHoolboy Q
Album:  Do What Thou Wilt.
Song:   Beat the Case / / / Straight Crooked
Typed by: Cedmaster3K 

{*Part 1: Beat the Case*}

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
Doeburger! Hm-hmm
Ayy, Mack (chea!)

[Ab-Soul]
Head swingin' like Rambo, he be spittin' like he pullin' triggers 
Make an enemigo an example, and I bet I beat the case (chea!)
Lot of guys with the gavels, look em' right up in they face
While a nigga under oath, plead the fifth then ask if I can smoke
Burnin' dirty money but I keep a little somethin' for the clean escape (chea!)
And the rainy day after
Don't forget a nigga live where the heat wave at ya and ya safe ain't safe (uh-uh)
And heat don't wave back but life is cold that way
Ay man

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]
All I do is beat the case (yes) all I do is beat the case (yes)
All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it like a runaway slave (yes)
Get your king popped, MJ, I'm dangerous, keep away
The doctors say "What an odd autopsy!" (chea!) all I do is beat the case (yes)
All I do is beat the case (yes) all I do is beat the case (yes)
All I do is beat the case (yes) all I do is beat the case (yes)
All I do is beat the case (yes) I ain't never go to jail (ayy)
I ain't never gon' tell (Mack) all I do is beat the case (yes)

[ScHoolboy Q - over Chorus] 
Ohh, yeaow
Uhh, yea yea, uhh
Yeah, yo, uhh

[ScHoolboy Q] + (Ab-Soul)
Got my chopper, went to Cape, uhh, bullets flyin' out the case, uhh
Only witness is the gate, uhh, nothin' stickin' on the tape, uhh
All I do is beat the, uhh, yeah, shit you grabbin' ain't a bag, uhh
The shit you makin' it ain't half, uhh, of what I made up in the past, uhh
Groovy Tony with the moves, uhh, my bank account done ate a moose, uhh
Why the car ain't got a roof, uhh, crib ceilin' got a boost, uhh
Black Hippy with the caps lock, when my album came..
Best album out in Hip-Hop and I'm still heatin' up the crockpot {uhh}
Platinum plaques that I ain't hung yet, you got opinions, no achievements
Type of niggas make me laugh, uh, hit the gas and turn to flash, uh
Palms itchin' like a rash, uh, my trigger finger be the stash, uh
Bitch I'm +Blankin'+ out the +Face+, uhh (all I do is beat the case)

[Chorus]

[Ab-Soul]
Let me set the record straight (chea!) you got 10 commandments
33 amendments, over 20,000 laws, raise your hand if you think you'll beat the case (chea!)
Motherfuck a Bill of Rights, I need a bil', a mil' is light
Phenergan up in my Sprite, I ain't sippin' Miller Lite (uh-uh)
I like to say my lighter white, lit the spliff and went to space (chea!)
Then I'm playin' with the white, what an interracial date (chea!)
I made a right up at the light, got blurped up by the jakes
Had the work tucked, guns in the truck, licenses suspended but 'member

[Chorus]

[Chorus] - minus last three words

{*Part 2: Straight Crooked*}

[Ab-Soul]
Uhh, check
Ruffled up a couple feathers when I called Barack a puppet yo (yo)
Now that Trump is POTUS, I know this whole election is just another Muppet Show...
That ain't even none of my business though
Whatever's your cup of tea (ay, ay Mack)
Even lil' Niemah voted for Hillary
I'm a entity, never mind my identity (ayy Mack)
My king Slim hit me with a quote that sticked with me (uhh)
A criminal's best asset is his liability (woo!) 
Heh, that was crazy - that was crazy, lie-liability
"Do What Thou Wilt" nigga (Soul!)
Cause these niggas'll have you swim across the ocean 
Just to drown you in a lake
I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight, word (word) yea
Just to make sure I was straight
I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight, word

[Interlude] + (Ab-Soul)
Accordin' if you was crooked though reality's awake (word)
I had to do some crooked shit to make sure I was straight (word)
Accordin' if you was guilty though reality's awake (yeah)
I had to do some crooked shit to make sure I was straight (ayy, yea, uhh, right, ay)

[Outro: Ab-Soul]
Don't sock him, Ali
The righteous will remain righteous and the filthy will remain filthy
In a sense, we all guilty
Yeah, yeah - YMF nigga
Ayy, Mack - Soulo