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Soulman lyrics
Smiling faces when you re no.1, it s on, can you relate
The people that you meet are the people that you love to hate
Walk this way, talk this way, suckers on my tip-no
I don t need no bodyguards, I don t need no ridiculous jewelry
Vibing the industry, it s people- acting funny with my money, it s
Everything will be taken care of, honey- the fuzzing and the buzzing-
The dealing and the wheeling, shady bitches in big, black limousines
Digging my stuff with a gangsterly..huhu, cashflow s extreme
Yes, I m getting paid, hey, here s what the people say, this fool s glocking crazy geeze
The bitch is selling out- he s given up integrity-..huh
To me it s a job, the case is sublime, you get yours, I get mine-
Call me a prostitute
Digging the inner so you don t get under, no, my name ain t alexander the great
But came and I saw and I conquered and now I m in the house
And now the house is haunted cause I can talk this shit
I m in the game, even when they re kicking it, a hustler
Hitting the big time with mental stamina, with karma spread from the south of france
. to l.a.- to indochina, and I don t quit, I m coming on
With another hit and playing it rough- with an attitude way out there, yeah
No playing it safe in here, -fool, you don t wanna be rude, - go ahead
---you don t wanna be rude, -go ahead
Call me a prostitute
I was born, growing up, I finished my cup, said good luck, dad-
With a back up from the giddy up--
Began as a problem youth, running wild with the deuce, the juice
I tolled a while but not in vain, whiskey, women, joy and pain
I had to get away and start my own odyssey
. and now I m back,--what s up,--check me,--take a loupe,--for the close up
See me through, I m a soulman, I m a soulman, and I go shoob...
Ain t no sellout, I m the shit, there ain t no substitute
You get yours and I get mine, call me a prostitute..
I m a soulman, and I go shoob, I m a soulman..
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