Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soul Like Khan, artist - Soul Khan.
Date of issue: 15.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Soul Like Khan |
I’m a hell of a geek with intelligent speech |
Small time but my skills will embellish my reach |
Fuck the upscale life and the elegant eats |
Just a grilled cheese and French fries and tell me it’s cheap |
Got the flavor of Apollo creed with a plate of collard greens |
Trying to separate the good and bad from my father’s genes |
Though the better part of me should bury the past |
I can’t forget the sweat of the woman that carried his ass |
She saved and scraped while he was still jobless |
She gave us faith while he was still godless |
She made mistakes but still remained modest |
While he straight escaped while we were unconscious |
So now I fear nothing except maybe becoming |
The man that made me and then left like it was nothing |
A boy shouldn’t ever have to be so grown |
But when daddy ain’t a daddy, got to be your own |
I ain’t the kind of man to hold my tongue |
But sometimes I’m the only one |
Even if you’ve been where I’m from |
You’ll never know a soul like khan |
I might sleep on that gravy train |
But best believe I’m gonna stay the same |
And y’all can eat off the weight I gain |
You’ll never know a soul like khan |
I throw a penny in the well without wishing |
In hopes that it floats with another’s ambition |
I was always told that small change is still change |
Caked up or broke down, y’all pain is still pain |
I fall in love as easily as breathing |
They feel it for a minute, too, but leave me in a season |
I’ve been dropped in the autumn and frozen out in winter |
Outgrown in the spring and in summer burnt to cinders |
I poke my nose where it doesn’t belong |
In your life, in your speakers, or the front of a thong |
We all got some skeletons under our lawn |
And my bones poke out so my shovel’s a song |
I crack a joke at a sucker’s expense |
But he’s just another dude trying to cover the rent |
And who am I to judge I’m a god damned mess |
But if y’all still listening, I’m god damned blessed |
I ain’t the kind of man to hold my tongue |
But sometimes I’m the only one |
Even if you’ve been where I’m from |
You’ll never know a soul like khan |
I might sleep on that gravy train |
But best believe I’m gonna stay the same |
And y’all can eat off the weight I gain |
You’ll never know a soul like khan |
Thanks to feel |