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midknyte - soul lyrics

part i

[verse 1: midknyte]
workin’ 9 hours a day
in and out with barely any pay
that’s the soul
entire reason why we do this
express through art and music
that’s the soul, yea
you can just feel the beginnings
warm welcomes, no tension
while we was all penny pitchin’
there was plenty to pitch in
we was all put in different positions
we had to rap like we was dependent
we had to compete for independence
that was before we was all tenants
ug bands formed and left to rot
pants torn from a wess and pot
chances worn, pantin’, breath is hot
tragic warnings, handed death to alot
there was a difference between delusions and facts
we knew we would blew just gotta use that bone in our backs
from couch hoppin’ to champagne poppin’
that’s the soul
everyone talkin’, jetta coppin’
that’s my goals
[chorus: the little dippers]
hold me, kiss me
whisper sweetly
that you love me forever

[verse 2: midknyte]
can’t look to the past ‘cause it’s still active
had a legacy thought by now i’d pass it
seems to me like the good ones are passive
it’s only the angriest who always the trashest
2:30, strollin’ down curbs to give out cds
they’d pop it in and see our logo on the tv
it wasn’t just a hobby, it was my job
determined, it’s the only thing i got
i had a side job, manual labor
i was tossed around doin’ favors
buildin’ fences, helpin’ out
built not only character but different routes
if this rap shit didn’t work out
atleast i had that to fall back on now
promised my homies i would make it
just give me a few years and have some patience
districts, cops, askin’ me to delete my sound
fuck ‘em, talk my shit, i’ll be here now
they hated on a hidden gem, i was in a drought
couldn’t express fully, but now it’s just the doubts, yea
[chorus: the little dippers]
hold me, kiss me
whisper sweetly
that you love me forever

[interlude]
need backup, there’s so much blood!

part ii

[verse: midknyte]
kill ‘em all if they attack my pride
better back your sides
matter of fact, stack racks outside
before you ever try to rap a line
it’ll be a wrap this time, yea
more of the best
mothafucka, i was born to invest
accordin’ to the rest
they leechin’ off of me like cordyceps
done worn the nest
first worm, no early bird
i done torn the test
matter of fact, i decimated it
never was rated
no food on the plate
i done ate that shit
and paid that bitch
i was hungry for rappers
for a challenge
now i’m wonderin’
maybe i lost my balance
‘cause somethin’ ain’t right
it’s too easy, it’s mine
either they die within 1 track
or they lie
i’m like 5+0
i done find me a pot of gold
couple more years, i’ll be the g.o.a.t
before then, i’ma seeth in my woes
this the mind, the soul, the heart
the grind, the goals
the part where mine will go
to park a line of foes
my heart will not wind up cold
yea
soul

- midknyte lyrics

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