Soul Man

I'm a soul man, brothers sweatin' me when I'm flashin'

Smooth gold jewelry in an orderly fashion

A new jack of rap, but yo, I'm not havin' it

So don't step to R. Kyl with that battle shit

Not a game player, but a dope rhyme sayer

No need to boast, catch a boast, now I'm the rap mayor

And if you're thinkin' I'm a victim or just a sucker

Come on and grab my rhyme book so you can pick a

Rap from the front or the back, it's like that

Went through a hundred and nine, and ain't none of 'em wack

And a smack, that's what you get when you open up the cover

Me, B. Dawgs, Marky Mark, and my brother

Coolin' on the front page, lampin' for B

Oh yeah, and by the way, I'm my brother's Edrees

Never ever walk up talkin' about the Wreck's diggin'

You better slow down, you might get a speedin' ticket

Because you're speedin', you're movin' too fast

You tried to pass our productions, now your auto, it crashed

Hit your brakes, pause, you took a loss, boss

Ran into a wall, it's for your ride, that's all

Say a dope rhyme if you can

But if you can't, take a lesson from a soul man

I'm a soul man

The soul man

A soul man

Alright, yo

Now soul, that's a word the brother R. Kyl used

The definition for soul is to operate smooth

Like Marky Mark and Mark, B. Dawgs are B

W-R-E-C-K-S and E-F-F-E-C-T

Rappin's rather easy, just to me it's quite simple

You think it's hard? Well, that's because you can't rap

You're wastin' time thinkin' of a rhyme

Don't strain your brain, kid, I'll loan you one of mine now

Leo the King and my first name is Arabic

R. Kyl, think about it, that's kinda slick

I got soul without a cup of the cold gold

Sixteen's the age, rather young, I'm not old

Don't ever dream or scheme about a battle

'Cause you'll be that little ball and I'll play the paddle

Adios, troop, in other words, so long

Me battlin' you is handicap ping-pong

Ready to demo any MC that try me

But if it's light work, I won't get so nasty

I'll do a rap or two and be my own backup

So chump MCs slow down, slack up

Never took out, oh no, I never was

And I can do this simply because

I'm a soul man

Ayo, R., man, I understand you're a soul man and everything

But is there a soul man in here tonight too, you know what I'm sayin'?

A soul man

Nah, nah, you lyin', man, you lyin'

Oh yes, I'm a soul man

Mark L is in the house

One-two, one-two, one-two

B. Dawgs is in the house

One-two, one-two

Bone's crew is in the house

One-two, one-two, one-two

The redheaded one is in the house

One-two, one-two

Chuck is in the house

One-two, one-two, one-two

Edrees is in the house

One-two, one-two

Mausu is in the house

One-two, one-two, one-two

Latif is in the house

One-two, one-two

St. Nick is in the house

One-two, one-two, one-two

Tom Wolf is in the house

One-two, one-two

One Thirty First is in the house

One-two, one-two, one-two

Now back to the soul man

Strictly soul, rather cold, so let me fasten up my coat

And just like Cheerios, money, I stay afloat

In a contest of two rappers takin' on each other

Too bad, so sad, so long, sorry, brother

Yeah, I won and you lost, now step north

Or take a lesson from the rap veteran

See, I'm a rapper, but you, you just say rhymes

Incomplete with no soul, a waste of studio time

Yo, what I'm sayin' is your rap style is tired

Mine is goin' strong, so try it if you like it

But yo, don't take not a word from a verse

Ask me first before I hit you with the works

Yo, it's that simple, that's all, that's it

In other words, you need a R. Kyl's permit

My rhymes are legit, not illegitimate

And that's how you break it down on a soul man tip

I'm a soul man

A soul man

I'm a soul man

Yeah, I'm a soul man

A soul man