| There I was sittin there lookin, waitin
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| Waitin for the chance to get to date you
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| I’m sayin, I’m sick of games, sick of solos
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| Sure need you around when its all those
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| Listen, I’m not sayin this to offend you
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| But since the day I met you I knew I would bend you, over
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| Not sayin its about that
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| Its about us bending like vocals on ill tracks
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| Classic, like a novel by Stephen King
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| Always restin by the revel where a social reign
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| Sex, its the farthest thing from my mind
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| I’m thinkin how we get together like the starter line
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| Fiction, to all the ladies that want it real
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| A breif description on how a nigga might feel
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| This is, one page out a black book
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| This is, how it goes when its all good, sista
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| And back, forth and forth, back
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| (Verse 2: Elzhi)
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| Just keep the sun in my storm clouds
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| Appreciate you as a man I was born child, young
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| Lookin for young girls to party with
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| Make your body shift, shake up your cartilidge, women
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| I wasn’t satisfied with just one
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| I’ll rip your valentine and having time adjusting, its hard
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| I thought not a soul could change me
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| You honor roll, I was down with hoes in grade C, level
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| I guess there is roses in the ghetto
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| Gotta find them, always meet the dozen not he dimond, coal
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| Been supportive now my days shorter
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| When they was longer dealin with the side effects were calmer, mistakes
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| I tripped over in my early days
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| Making the skies over few look a pearly gray, dirty
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| Until you came along and laid it on
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| I’ll stick with you even if my man say its wrong, for real
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| (Verse 3: Baatin)
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| Since its my last joint I guess I gotta put it down
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| For the queens who fiend for the kings who come around
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| I wanna extend the jewels to the crown
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| Behold you are soul that is lost never found
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| Still a virgin cause you untouched
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| Fukin around with low-life niggas, gettin fucked
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| You need a king to put it down right
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| I know you want something thats more than just a one night
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| Stand tall never fall for the less queen
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| Nieve niggas with tired ass raps stuck in his dreamstate
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| With his truck and his real estate, fell for the bait
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| Not knowing he’s tryna change what’s sealed in his fate
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| Just a mouse lookin through a crack
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| Of the gates to a soul never coming back
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| Cultivaters never laid to realize self
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| And when its done the queen of queens will complete your wealth |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song S.O.U.L. , by - Slum Village. Song from the album Trinity (Past, Present And Future), in the genre Поп