Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Got Soul, artist - Wrekonize. Album song The War Within, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.06.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
We Got Soul |
| Uncage the beast, I think it’s time to live |
| My momma wander 'round my dreams and screaming «Find them kids!» |
| We gone, momma, into the further I’mma go diving beyond the drama |
| Into my subconscious trauma 'til my soul’s so comma |
| Comma, backspace, this can’t be life, silly rat race |
| Started back when white rappers were viewed as bad as black face |
| Kids teased my dad for being kind of crack race |
| Stupid fuckers seeing black and white, you really lack taste |
| My mom did dance to keep us fed, the exotic kind |
| I was too young to understand it wasn’t conga line |
| But I was never shamed, not once I learned from all the grind |
| That’s probably why I never suited up and Columbined! |
| Better myself to go and hustle anyway I knew |
| A million jobs it took for me to get on stage with you |
| This is that battle cry, welcome to The War Within |
| Pick up your tools and point them back at you, you’re born again! |
| Uncage the beast, I think it’s time to live |
| My father wander 'round my dreams and screaming |
| «Hide your ribs!» |
| You know they’ll shank you |
| My medicine’s in the arm and I move around the piranhas |
| Cause all them things you taught us and I don’t know how to thank you |
| Pops, I’ve kept my eyes locked up on the plot |
| Watch the cops and crops and it just never stops |
| I get messages online about if we’re Illuminati |
| And I reply to them smiling, all like «Fuck it kid, you got me!» |
| But truth be told I’m just like you and yours |
| And all that secret society talk is what’s distracting you from more |
| Don’t let 'em take you down with fairy tales of Masonry |
| Cause most of time it ain’t half as true as what you think it be |
| Even the villains have their street teams |
| These needles filled with weak dreams |
| Poking us with sicknesses and bleak jeans |
| This is The War Within, started back in '83 |
| I got soul, so good fucking luck, on breaking me |
| Looks like another perfect day |
| To live like it’s the last |
| I’m just living fast |
| And trying not to miss the past |
| You can see that everything |
| Inside you plays a role |
| So let it take its toll |
| You know, we got soul |