Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soul Cry, artist - Ab-Soul. Album song Long Term 1 & 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.04.2015
Record label: AAA
Song language: English
Soul Cry |
| Considered a fuck up all of my life |
| Too smart for my own good all of the time |
| In kindergarten I got a kick out of pissin' on my classmates |
| And I recall getting ass whoopings every couple days |
| I had a Power Ranger bike I wheelied in the street |
| Got grounded for a month for spray painting it green |
| I went to middle school and started slacking in my studies |
| Before the they rise and aimed the gang bangers were my buddies |
| I wasn’t fit for it I needed a tailor |
| I still went for it |
| It wasn’t out of anger |
| I needed to be accepted in my neighborhood |
| My mamma couldn’t tell me nothing |
| End of discussion |
| I ain’t shit |
| I must be constipating |
| Cause I ain’t shit |
| Naw, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit |
| Things ain’t always what they seem |
| If you look close you can see |
| What’s your perception of me? |
| Is it good? |
| I wish it was |
| Cause I ain’t shit |
| You may think I’m eating |
| But I ain’t shit |
| Naw I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit |
| In ninth grade I started off on the right track |
| Got a few A’s but then I bounced right back |
| Wasn’t aware my main thought was what I should wear |
| Now that I think about it nobody really cared |
| I grew up in the church but barely paid attention |
| Read up on Malcom X and started questioning religion |
| Became a rebel |
| I still believe in God |
| I just doubt the authenticity of Jesus and the Devil |
| I got my first car and started smoking black and milds |
| The smell is like a bell and Hades, hella loud |
| Then it was Newports and Kools on my way to school |
| My girl hated it but still kissed me in the mouth |
| I started ditching class more than I attended |
| I was walking a path that I had not intended |
| It looked as though I was mad, becoming relentless |
| My mamma couldn’t tell me nothing |
| End of discussion |
| I ain’t shit |
| I ain’t attracting no flies man I ain’t shit |
| Naw, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit |
| Cause I ain’t shit |
| You may think I’m eating |
| But I ain’t shit |
| Naw I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit |
| I got kicked out, crept back in |
| If I wasn’t fucking I was fussing with my step-dad again |
| Oh yeah I rapped, didn’t take it that serious |
| But I flowed like an ocean among my peers |
| Dreams of going off to college in my younger years |
| Then the whole thought of it sounded nuts I had dumbo ears |
| Did about a semester then I was outta there |
| Said if I get one song on radio, I’m outta here |
| Knowing that low ratio of successful entertainers |
| I chose to go at people with skulls, but they was brainless |
| Started smoking weed as soon as purple kush was famous |
| Shifting my setting eventually as I went through changes |
| People I seen my whole life appeared to me as strangers |
| Created a voice through my music and now they speak my language |
| I was in Jay Rock video for less than 15 seconds |
| All of a sudden niggas that I looked up to see me as a legend |
| Now I step in clubs and some bitches give me hugs |
| But back in P.E. |
| tennis a nigga got zero love |
| I’m just a hard headed loser |
| My mamma was trying to save me from stalling out my future |
| Cause I ain’t shit |
| I don’t need no toilet paper man I ain’t shit |
| Naw, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit |
| Cause I ain’t shit |
| You may think I’m eating |
| But I ain’t shit |
| Naw I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit, I ain’t shit |