Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song For That, artist - Soul Khan.
Date of issue: 15.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
For That |
Before terrorism had arisen to fight |
I’d stay up for the wake up show and i’d listen at night |
Just to know what was officially tight, get it cassetted |
Made my fat tapes while classmates sweated for extra credit |
But me, son? |
forget it, i achieved under |
Now suckers shit bricks whenever i breathe thunder |
But i wasn’t always down with what cool cats were doing |
Couldn’t cop jordans, i rocked patrick ewings |
Damn, i was a shoe-in for the nerdiest, |
Four eyed geek who was the wordiest, but turned impervious |
When the cipher got open, assholes stopped provoking |
Quoting soul khan 'cause i was more than just a token… |
…melanin deficient fellow with an eloquence and vision |
Feeling them hello kittens but they were so seldom licking |
Probably got you thinking, «damn, he’s attached» |
But hip hop kept me afloat after the family collapsed |
The panic attacked, my father didn’t plan to come back |
But the boom bap never let my sanity crack |
No the boom bap never let my sanity crack |
Yeah, the boom bap gets mad dap for that |
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If it wasn’t for the records you gave me |
Don’t know which way that life would take me |
The 1−2, 1−2 that raised me |
I’mma play you 'til they crossfade me |
I never thought i’d make song a for this |
But here i go with a jawn for that |
Here i go with a jawn for that |
End of the day, i did it all for that |
So even though i’m the golden era’s grandson |
It ain’t fair to say we don’t compare to that one |
I thought they called it the past, 'cause all of it passed |
(can i kick it?) damn, i shouldn’t bother to ask |
If it’s new, some of you won’t put your hands up to it |
I love the old school, but i ain’t handcuffed to it |
But i can’t keep just rapping about rapping without |
Feeling a little vomit in the back of my mouth |
Too much to address and the youth’s unimpressed |
It’s hard enough today to speak to you in the flesh |
To the youngins that are plugged in the subject we’re discussing |
Remember that it’s more than just a mumble and percussion |
It’s rats in the front room and roaches in the back |
It’s two dope boyz steady posting in the 'lac |
It’s bonita applebaum that we’re hoping to attract |
And the boom bap gets mad dap for that |
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