't coming back I said a long time gone No, I ain't honked the horn Since I don?t know when long time gone And it ain't coming back again I said a long
boi, she said, "See ya later boy" He wasn't good enough for her Now he's a superstar, slamin' on his guitar Does your pretty face see what he's worth? He
Perjures the jurors, witness despised Crooked lawyers, false Indictments publicized It's entertainment the arraignments, the subpoenas High profile gladiators in bloodthirsty arenas Enter the Dragon, black-robe crooked-balance Souls
cause none of these ******* real Heard he was, tellin' police, how can a kingpin squeal? This is crazy, I'm on the right track, I'm finally found You need some soul
to blame My fated son, he too is gone The state will see to that, I am sure, Senora The state will see to that, I am sure You Spanish people, you come
at last I ain't dumb, I've kicked around some I don't fall too easily But that boy looked so dejected He just grabbed my sympathy Sweet little soul
party in my basement Blue light, blasts from the past We're getting down (disco) Let's take it back to disco (disco) Come and meet me in my basement (disco) Soul
mah soul sistas Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas [Mya:] Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista [Mya:] He
all mah soul sistas Lemme hear y'all flow sistas Mya: Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista Mya: He
sista, soul sista Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas [Mya:] Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista [Mya:] He
away I got my money on a palm tonight Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire She says she always knew he'd come around And the decades
kick the shit you need to learn though That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy? Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he
to shackles and back to gold We act like we home, matter fact we are home Bad attitudes, octoroon skin tones Slave food turned to soul food, collards
thought he was low Played the crib for a month and deaded his P.O. Started robbin' niggaz till he caught a whole kilo He had a bunch of starvin' niggaz he
one And she shot me through my soul (And he shot me through my heart) Feel my body gettin' cold (He didn't care, he didn't worry, he didn't wonder) Wyclef
I came upon a child of God He was walkin' along the road And I asked him, I said "Where're you going?" This he told me He said I'm goin' down to Yasgur
Franklin, she's the queen of soul but the king of groove is in control He's got the lord of lords and the king of kings he keeps the king of groove
Didn't know what he had to be, had a feelin' He was bound to see So the streets, he fled to shine In a world of a different kind As he yearn, so he learn