Soul Power Lyrics - Electric Circus - Common

[Intro] 

Yeah, for the world! 

Keep going so you can(yo you can rock on) 

We keep going so you can (yo you can rock on) 

We keep going so you can (yo you can rock on) 

We keep going 

[Verse 1] 

Nigga breath can tell by how you rap you don't believe 

Ain't hungry no mo' so off me you feed 

I hustle at a speed between greed and need 

On the streets where intuition and weed are breed 

Shoot the gift and viff, at the myths uplift 

My rhyme the clip its like the boom bip to tip(q) 

In gangways where cats that rhyme the same way 

Spending nites over Egypt to learn a brave day 

Paint a picture of the ghetto like JJ 

You the Ray J Of this rap world 

I travel the globe with a black girl name Becky 

Grand like Auto Theft 3 

Style so developed the law cant arrest me 

You walk with blood on your shirt 

Like Jesse Jackson trying to test the reaction of the people 

See thru trying to out act Don Cheadle 

I speak to original Hebrew s you know how we do 

And bleed thru the needle with truth 

That needs no preview to proof its in the people 

And how they react still in the business of smacking 

Rappers is wack you had a dope track I guess opposites 

attract my mind state is black 

Black like bernie mack no cowards soul power in the words we rap 

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[Verse 2] 

Picks with fist, thick grease, dark nipples 

My guy buy ice I search for the dark crystal 

Racing for paper these broads is starter pistols 

I spit thru gang wars and strange doors 

Out the sky flames pour the beats claims war 

I see niggaz with flags who they waving them for? 

I'm the nigga that you put the chain on the door for 

The nigga that you started changing the laws for 

Orator of hard-core and more 

My raps the portal for the blue collar 

Than made a hit and came up on a few dollars 

I'd rather listen to silence then you holla 

Borrowed your persona from the late that made dear mama 

My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy 

For truth your a decoy 

Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy 

I fall down and get up like Don McClerken 

Hit puss and listen to it whistle while I'm trerkin 

Break it down like herb 

The nympho of info I'm fucking what you heard 

You ain't ready for war your stuck in the reserves 

I mastered my high so I'm bucking at the birds 

I been wanted to fly so now I do it with the words 

For those in the fast-lane I show you how to merge 

Get your own you see its like home grown herb black economics 

The people we serve with Soul Power 

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