Lyrics:

Never think just for shits and giggles
Do we spit syllable riddles for bits and kibbles
So chicks can wiggle and shake
'Cause this image is fake

I’m trying hard to relate in a place filled with so much hate

Some brothers debate, some love and some hate
Whatever the case, it's all about the choices you make
That’s the reason you'll balloon or deflate

But do believe, we trying to rap back to its primitive state
Wait

No overnight success or running with vets
Just pure unadulterated work progress
I’m willing to bet the farm, you’ll give your right arm
For a piece of the pie, ask yourself why

If you only knew – the trials and tribulations we’ve been through (You know what I'm sayin'?)
But if you only knew – we're real people, homie, just like you
We humble – but don’t mistake us for some corny ass crew (I'm like... you know what I'm sayin'?)
What we do – is try to give you what ya ain’t used to
Soul music, something we can all relate to


Yo – I ams what I am and that’s all I can be, uh
No more no less what you seeing is me
Akil The MC, W-I-S-E
Wise, intelligent – God did bless me

Yes, we rock up off of the SP, freshly, especially
Dangerous, rough and deadly

The pen position'll
Tip the Richter scale

Alone we sink, together we sail and prevail
The rum raisin, coming through guns blazin’
Some of you duns running through ones with none saved and
Complainin’, me and my clan are unscathed and
From the soul comes something amazing

If you only knew – the trials and tribulations we’ve been through
But if you only knew – we're real people, homie, just like you
We humble – but don’t mistake us for some corny ass crew
What we do – is try to give you what ya ain’t used to
Soul music, something we can all relate to


How many times I got to hear some fanatic in my ear
Telling me to keep it real when they ain’t payin my bills
Or feeding my kids?
Judging me on how I live
If my crib in the hood or if its up in the hills

'Have you forgotten who you are?'
'Oh, you think you’re a star'
Why you frontin’? ('You ain’t nothing!')
We went from nothing to something
But something means nothing
If your people still wanting

And you got money, ain’t givin’ them nothing

Flossin' and frontin'!

Your game of charades
The way you behave
The image you save
Yeah, brother, that's one big parade
I’m sick of your ways
I’m sitting here spitting the phrase
Next time they smile and they wave
It'd probably be with the gauge

If you only knew – the trials and tribulations we’ve been through
But if you only knew – we're real people, homie, just like you
We humble – but don’t mistake us for some corny ass crew
What we do – is try to give you what ya ain’t used to
Soul music, something we can all relate to

Soul, soul, soul, soul...