Lyrics For My People - Soulchef, Awon

For My People

Verse 1: Awon
A coming at you, you stiff as a statue
Like I caught the mac from under the triple fat goose
Got sold like pasta loose, like Bishop I got juice
Haters pray that my whip got a roof
They really hate to see a brother like me shining
From the ever that’s gold, but want the platinum plus diamond
Retromindualism with the futuristic flit
Every time I take a flick my eyes give off a glare
Prepare for warfare, wreck the people at the bottom
Make Gomorrah and Sodom, enemies know it’s a problem
Snakes in the grass keeping low so you spot em
Infrared dot them, they won’t know who shot em
Move like a menace through, move with the Guinness
Master to apprentice, on tracks I’m relentless
Soulchef spinning, cooking up another classic
They od and like dough cut with battery acid
Yo
Hook: Awon
For all of you who’s awake
Great minds can relate
Until my soul elevates
I’m the illest, no debates
Verse 2: Awon
And you ain’t never felt pain like I felt
Sometimes I feel them in the lane by myself
Chasing that wealth, gaining on age
Thinking more about the end, tryna make a decent wage
With the ink in my pen, spit flam like pneumonia
Contaminate you when inhale bleach and ammonia
Sleep if you want, end up in the coma
For the good times, Florida and Welona
Non stopping hip hop until my track stops
Life is at its climax, when the track drops
Came a long way from hustle on the crack blocks
To making albums and deals off my laptop
Soulchef came correct with the production
And emceeing is my primary function
Even though at times some jaded with corruption
I stay spitting long as my lungs have suction
Yo
Hook: Awon
For all of you who’s awake
Great minds still related
Until my soul elevates
I’m the illest, no debates