Never think just for

Shits and giggles

Do we spit sylable riddles

For bits and kibbles

So chics can wiggles and shake

Cause this image is fake





I'm tryin hard to relate

In a place filled with so much hate





Some brothers debate

Some love or some hate

Whatever the case

Its all about the choices you make

That's the reason your balloon'll deflate





But to relate

We tryin' to take rap back to its primitive state, wait





No overnight success or runnin' with vets

Just pure unadulterated work progress

I'm willin' to bet the farm

You'd give your right arm

For a piece of the pie

Ask yourself, Why?







If you only knew

The trials and tribulations we been through

But if you only knew

We're real people homey, just like you

We humble, but don't mistake us for some corny ass crew

What we do, is try to give you what you ain't used to



Soul music, somethin' we can all relate to





Yo yo, I ams what I am and thats all I can be

Uh, no more no less what you're seein' is me

Akil the emcee dubbed the U-I-S-C, uh

Wise, intelligent, God did bless me





Yes we, rock up off the S-B freshly

Especially dangerous rough and deadly





The pimp positioner, tip the Richter...Scale





Alone we sink together we sail and prevail

The rum raisin comin through guns blazin'

Some of you duns runnin' ones with none savin'

Complainin', me and my clan are unscathen

From the soul comes somethin' amazin'













Yo, how many times I got to hear

Some fanatic in my ear

Tellin' me I got to keep it real

When they ain't payin' my bills

Or feedin' my kids, judgin' me on how I live

If my crib in the hood or if its up in the hills?





Have you forgetten who you are?

Oh, you think yo a star

Why you frontin'? (You ain't nothin')

You went from nothin' to somethin'

But somethin' means nothin' if ya people still wantin'





And ya got money and givin' them nothin'





Flossin' and frontin'





Ya game of sharades

The way you behave

The image you save

Yeah brother thats one big parade

I'm sick of your ways

I'm sittin here spittin a phrase

Next time they smile and they wave

They probably be with a gaze









Soul..soul..soul..soul..soul