I Got Soul Freestyle

[Intro] Hey Fellas I'm talking to you, you and you too You guys know who I'm talking to You'd better Uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, yo, yeah, yo [Verse 1] Hip hop, bandit Thick rope chains and some Stan Smiths Forty bricks flying through Kansas Not only do we take money man we take chances Cigarette smoke in a room full of Cancers Alex Trebek on [?] with all the answers Triangular, rectangular Twist you in a knot, bend you outta shape, then untangle ya Woo Bouncing off waves in Cabo Waking up the dead but crust stuck in they eyes, yo North Pole around my neck like Antarctica Two forties [?] harmonicas Rappers [?] for the cut, I'll line 'em up Fresh dope the boy is mine, like Monica Front, I take off more than half of your Yarmulke [?] giving in you would think it was Hanukkah Tanning off the Gulf of Mexico Pan-seared Salmon steaks and mixed vegetables Donald Duck Gucci pajamas Four hundred thousand the cubes is all diamonds When in a robe I'm all on my pulp shit Don't run to your old love crib, when the smoke hit I'll have you cash app me a crib nigga The most high take one of your ribs nigga [Chorus] Soul, you got it [Verse 2] Uh Cyclops mobster, pyrex pots JFK killer in the window with a direct shot I wanna see which [?] could dance the best Smoother than dove but I bubble like zest [?] day game in a minute, [?] blatantly Mingle with the cons and the killers, they relate to me Swear to tell a truth, that's faithfully Married to the game, but I don't know where it's taking me Your soul will get lost in a [?] Can't get it back until I finish these rhymes off Fuck you say your word is bond for? Spongebob niggas I feel like blowing your arms off [Outro]