Alba s touto skladbou:
Goodbyes,
A Sense Of Wonder,
Here I Am,
Nomansland,
The Sound of Madness,
Are You My Mother?,
Never, think just for shits and giggles
Do we spit syllable riddles for bits and kibbles
So chicks can wiggle and shake
Cuz this image is fake
AKIL
I’m trying hard to relate in a place filled with so much hate
SOUP
Some brothers debate some love and some hate
Whatever the case its all about the choices you make
That’s the reason you balloon'll deflate
CHALI
But do beleive we trying to rap back to its primitive state
Wait
MARC 7
No overnight success or running with vets
Just pure unadulterated work progress
I’m willing to bet the farm you’ll give you right arm
For a piece of the pie ask yourself why
CHORUS
If you only knew, the trials and tribulations we’ve been through
But if you only knew, we 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 whatcha ain’t used to
SOUL MUSIC SOMETHING WE CAN ALL RELATE TO
AKIL
I ams what I am and that’s all I can be,
No more no less what you seeing is me
Akil the MC W-I-S-E
Wise intelligent God did bless me
SOUP
Yes we rock up off all the SP freshly especially
Dangerous rough and deadly
ALL
The pimp positioner
Tip the Richter scale
CHALI
Alone we sink together we sail and prevail
The rough raising, coming through Guns blazin’
Some of you duns running through ones with none savin’
Complainin’, me and my clan are unscathin’
From the soul comes something amazing
CHORUS
AKIL
How many times I gotta hear some fanatic in my ear
Tellin me to keep it real when they ain’t payin my bills
Or feeding my kids, judging me on how I live
If my crib in the hood or if its up in the hills
MARC 7
Have you forgotten who you are?
O you think you’re a star
Why you runnin’ (you ain’t nothing)
You went from nothing to something
But something means nothing
If your people still wanting
CHALI
And you got money ain’t givin’ them nothing
ALL
Flossin and frontin
SOUP
Your game of charades
The way you behave
The image you save
Your brother thats one big parade
I’m sick of your ways
I’m sitting here spitting the phrase
The next time they smile and they wave
Will probably be with a gays
CHORUS
