The Soulutions, The Soulutions
앨범 : Hip Hop's Great Awa...
작사 : The Soulutions
작곡 : The Soulutions

Hook (Realeyez and Klinik):
Spend our full time barely understanding this life
Livin' Soul Vibe, I don't give a damn if it's right
Proceedin' thru these hoes with their amateur sight
That's what we be thinkin' when we put our hands on the mic
Verse 1:
(Klinik) Yeah, what, don't even put your hands on the mic
The cannibal types will trample and dismantle your hype
(Realeyez) From the land of the strife, answer for the anthem to fight
The champions right to hand you, you'll be handed a pipe
(Klinik) We channel the sights and visions of an angelic type
We're righteous is the streets but quick to slam ham in a dyke
(Realeyez) Van Damme'in the mic, stampin' the forth right to torch light
Surveying scenes before they're even in my foresight
(Klinik) We're more like the type of cats that like to store mics
And keep them to ourselves instead of listenin' to you hoes rhyme
(Realeyez) Standing in our porchlight, flippin' rhymes for pork rinds
So on point you'd think our pets were probably porcupines
(Klinik) Must of been born blind if you cannot see our vision
I've been a Menace like Dennis since I was watchin' Grimace
(Realeyez) My sentence is penmanship with the soul symbolistics
The emphasis is I'm killin' it and the cymbal then hits
Hook
Verse 2
(Realeyez) Oh no no no, ridin' like a rodeo
Go toe to toe with Obi-Wan and Yoda's flow
(Klinik) Lyrically you cannot match our stupid potent flows
We're known to erase the erroneous phoniest of our foes
(Realeyez) Smokin' this overgrown from under the sodium
And I don't give it a damn where the shit may be locally from
(Klinik) Blowin' Swishers to the dome, man y'all know thats just what we on
Every sentiment is a testament of my soul
(Realeyez) All of you sucka fools that like to stand on the ground
Jump into the air and put your head in the clouds
Leave 'em in the sunlight and never come down
(Klinik) The Soul Vibe one time with that 70s sound
Spit is venomous how is how we lettin' it pound
Up out the speakers as the reefer's gettin' passed in the crowd
(Realeyez) How they blastin' so loud but still relaxed with a smile
It's cuz they got the homie backstage packin' the pound y'all
Hook
Verse 3:
(Klinik) We always drop that hot shit, we know you're scared of the height
When we're baring the mic we bring the Faren to Heit
(Realeyez) Must be preparing to fight with seraphin types
You're never daring the bite the rarest we write, cleverly
(Klinik) Frankie Beverly up on the beat, we smashin' freaks
A-Maze-ing how we turn a basic sample to a masterpiece
(Realeyez) Soulution sacrifice everything that we have to see
Hold the mic down the town of Indianapolis
(Klinik) Man all these whack emcees are bout to meet the master team
We haphazardly be attackin', rackin' up casualties
(Realeyez) Smashin' these hackey sackers means happily crackin' some Pabst B's
Put your hands in the air like you're hailin' a taxi
(Klinik) The last scene of the Soul Flick, we pass trees
Back To Front like ACE ONE was chillin' in our back seat
(Realeyez) Last week I broke a fresh glass piece
But this week I'm rollin' up a box of 50 purple fat sweets