Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Soul , by - Joe Budden. Song from the album Halfway House, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 15.10.2015
Record label: Amalgam, Stage One
Song language: English
The Soul |
| Same characters but the show’s different |
| Just listen, it feels like the soul went missing |
| I remember copping that compact disc just to take off the wrapping |
| It was more then rapping |
| Read credits, till every name’s embedded |
| One day, I’m a be just like them, bet it! |
| One day, I’m a come and lace the team |
| With their favorite things when I grace the screen, coasting! |
| I mean, it’s nothing like what I was hoping |
| No emotion, we just going through the motions |
| I used to watch the videos just to see the new shit |
| Wanted to see it first, I thought I’d be exclusive |
| Remember getting hyped off my first Casio |
| Suped up writing my first verse, it was ass though |
| Acappella, no beat and a bad flow |
| Damn I miss the good ol' days, when we had soul |
| I remember each day putting my fav song on replay |
| But my tape deck would always eat tapes |
| I’d put my finger in the middle trying to fix it |
| Just for the shit to end up sounding twisted |
| Pressing clothes before school, I was matching |
| Liked the girl in class, got mad when she was absent |
| Wasn’t a baller and I ain’t have no game |
| So what could I do besides ignore her? |
| Or, my first fight with no brothers to get |
| I remember being scared as shit and he had all this lip |
| And I ain’t have hands not a bit |
| Just knew that I ain’t wanna get hit |
| So staring at the clock, I ain’t trying to see 3 o’clock hit |
| But I never found the back door |
| Him? |
| He ended up with a tapped jaw |
| As for me? |
| I ended up with that bad broad |
| Damn, I miss the good ol' days, I wish we had more |
| Maybe I’m feeling like a kid today |
| I mean, I used to want to have a house party watching House Party, Kid & Play |
| I had the low tops, kicks and the fades |
| I remember my first piece of ass from a hot chick |
| Surprised she gave it to me, was shocked I got it |
| Ol' girl image of me was all ruined |
| Had to be thinking «the fuck’s this boy doing?» |
| So hard I flirted just to be all nervous |
| Wish she could see me now, I’m so perverted |
| I tell her «I'm so glad I found you |
| Are you ready for round two? |
| Or can I mount you?» |
| In old pics I used to look like a clown dude |
| When I had know idea what I’d amount to |
| A nigga used to be out of control |
| Man, I miss the good ol' days, when we had soul |