(feat. Abdus Salaam)



"Hey, my man, what it look like?"

"Hey, my man, what it look like?" [deeper voice]

"Hey, my man, what it look like?" [high-pitched voice]

"Hey, my man, what it look like?" "What you want?" "I am the Soul Brother like none other"



[Verse One: One Be Lo]

This story takes place in a place called Self

Take in Mind, everyBody, no other than Soul Brother

Was living in a-whole-nother, all help

He received, he believed, was the way God dealt

With his life, but some would consider it trife

The ignorant type, caught up in all the biblical hype

He wasen't feeling it right

Time told, he would let the blind old man in the mirror give him advice

Sincere, he kept his friends near with Devotion

They hang in a neighbourhood gang called Emotion

Who wasen't usually good for this community but

He knew of The Danger, he grew up with Anger

He wasen't worried, thought they was the best for him

If he wanted anything, Lust was there for him

Sex, Money, Power, Love would let him care for them

Hatred was the strongest, he protected them

From a Truth, he condsidered Evil, hear no, see no

His profile don't smile, you know how E-go [he go]

Conscience told Soul how to go legit

He said "You know Doubt? He told me don't believe that shit"

That's when he, hooked up with Jealousy and Envy

Scoping out this Benzy, rolling spokes, about twenty

Pulled out the driver, who now wanted to fight him

Fear told him "You the man. Pull the heat out and fire"

This is how he living how he feeling hardcore

What he do that for? Mr. Greed said "More?"

Remind me of a cat named Influence

Been proven to make men do it, just like a sin student

Now Conscience had a question "Who's your biggest enemy?"

He didn't know Shame, so he blamed it on Hennesy

Reality wrote him a check and let him have it

But they jumped in the ride, Pride wouldn't let him cash it

He crashed it



[Hook x3]

The Evil of Self



[Verse Two - Abdus Salaam]

Everyday it's the battle with the Self, few are victorious

Many fall victim of wanting to be vanglorious

The Evil of Self is what drives you into destruction

Kids caught up in crack, calling full of curruption

The youth need encouragement, Evil of Self

Don't wanna hear about self-evalutaion or development

Fall victim of the negative, extravagant and competitive

And all kinds of irrelevance, we blame it on environment

The Evil of Self, causing destruction on his family

Jealousy and greed are poison in places of society

The Evil of Self, the justification for foolishness

It's sad, any form of ignorance, we grew immune to it

The Evil of Self, don't wanna hear constructive criticism

People get a sense of arrogence when something's given to 'em

Surrounded by Devil's, I find myself preforming Exorcisms

World's got us going in circles, chasing materialism

The Evil of Self, is what plunges you into error

Al Hamdulillah, but most worship the mighty dollar

The Devil blinds us with the love of money and power

The Evil of Self, the content is the soul-seller

The back-bitter, the slanderer, the instigator

The devided conquerers that established the legislator

The player hater, the fornicator sooth sayer

Selling you stories, but they sold their soul, Shayton became the regulator

Idolators, violators and hard-heads

Women that's fine that's selling bodies to bad men

Most men are in jail due to women and drugs

Everybody's on life support pulling their plugs

Inordinate love, the Evil of Self, your worst enemy

The different classes of people claiming superiority

The battle that discourage many from wanting to strive

Against the Evil of Self, viewers discretion is adviced



[Hook repeats 'til fade]