[VERSE 1]

Here we go, pull up a chair and gather close

And check out the man that has the most

S-o-u-l

And that's soul, for those who can't spell

Soul is the music's basic foundation

Soon as it's heard, you feel a sensation

So pump it up till your eardrum's ripped down

Ain't got soul, then you might as well skip town

No rock 'n roll, only soul allowed here

Black and I'm proud, cause I make a crowd cheer

And if you haven't been told

Everything that I touch just turns to soul



[VERSE 2]

Crystal clear, smooth and impeccable

I turn one rhyme into a record full

>From letters to words and words to a sentence

I turn out shows for the hoes in attendance

So get up and shake your ass till your pants rip

Stay on a dance tip and watch the man flip

From page to page, paragraph to chapter

Straight up and down, no time for laughter

Cause I don't play when it comes to this

I mean business, and I'm dead up serious

Cause this is somethin I don't take lightly

You gotta be a damn fool to fight me

Cause fake MC's and enemies get no points

Put up your dukes, if you want we can throw joints

Then in the end you'll agree

You ain't even got half as much soul as me

I got soul in my ankles, soul in my hips

Soul in my back and soul in my fingertips

In my shoulders and in my wrist

I even got soul in my penis



[VERSE 3]

Mandatory, I got to hear some

Music inside my eardrum

Fast or slow - makes no differential

Whether vocal or instrumental

As long as the beat is strong and it sound good

Then play it, anybody who's down would

But if it ain't got soul, then don't bother

All praise is due to the new godfather

And that's the Grand Daddy U

So watch out, you're bout to get stepped to

I'm on the roll with bold soul power

Those who withhold I scold and then devour

So let the soul be heard

Cause it's preferred, and that's word to Big Bird

So break out the box, put it on the call

Get this jam and you won't be bored

I guarantee, you won't dare erase it

So face it, what can replace it? Basically

Nothin, heavy metal or soft pop

Country western or folk - come on, stop

It ain't nothin like good old soul

And you can ask J.B. if he makes parole

But meanwhile, just take it from me

Daddy U, Eazy Rick and Kay Cee

We form a team like _Three The Hard Way_

Chumps soft as butter'll melt like parkay

But Steady Flow'll stand tall

All for one, and one for all

So hit that piano and throw on a drum beat

But without the soul it still ain't complete

So leave it up to the U

And the jam'll be platinum before I'm through