Soul Killa

[Verse 1 : Ransom] I think you probably figured out that I’m not your average artist Sincerity and honesty with a splash of hardness I tend to speak to those who appear brash and heartless I aim for their soul and proceed to blast the target I ease past the garbage But never overlooking them dollars that make sense Cause we need cash regardless So please pass the garnish I decorate plates my food for thought is great My gourmet is like foreplay That’s all day they tryna copy the recipe, looked at me skeptically still gave you the best of me This is my destiny they can’t take it, my plans sacred I gave 'em a gem and the fans praised it Beloved I love it, everything that I covet is covered I’m rugged and tough as putting grub in the cupboard I’m deeper than jewels buried by ancient kings discovered Ayatollah the controller I break the strings of puppets, Soul Killa [Verse 2: 3D Na'tee] Pessimistic, damn they so pessimistic Even though I'm leaving my mark on this sketchy business Even though I speak from the heart which they rarely witness They second guessin' my art still comparing me to these bitches I witness so many cruel winners, my crew thinner cause when paper came they became the new Bruce Jenner's Too centered to be off my balance, got talents, but the advantage.. Goes to the rappers with the lowest standards That can't hold a candle to the flow Samantha possess And CEO's know it so they try to damage my rep Shit I been the best since my parents had sex Fresh out the womb, either ima be a tycoon or a goon on a tribune I am whom, Made it from hell and back Hated on, debated on but they ain't stating facts Name smeared no pap, So I speak for the traps This is deeper than rap I am taking this shit back from you Soul Killas [Verse 3: Royce Da 5'9"] *Now you got real niggas Then you got hoe niggas You got lyricists, then you got Soul Killas I'm a motherfuckin' Soul Killa* I know a whole lot about violence Growing up I watched a lot of TV shows to show the lot of it Now I'm grown, now I know niggas who throw bodies in.. Ditches it happens after they finish snatchin' ya soul out of it Therefore I should be cold hearted then Cause there's more guns in a six block radius made available to kids now than a whole army and.. Navy, shit is so crazy, old ladies holdin' The whole place was meant to beware Of they own kind in these streets where envy is fair Where anything goes so you know you need to send me a prayer To find a nigga real as me is rare as Indian hair And yeah, you can find me chillin anywhere, in any hood I'm fine Searching for something pretty a good dime Giving wisdom to the kids, here's a penny for your thoughts You ever gotta pull your arm out just make sure you burnin' it Cause these niggas waitin' to turn you to Penny from Good Times At just nine I took a semi to school, Thinking if my father thinks he can hide it then he's a fool Around the same time I lost my virginity too, I was getting busy in front of that picture of Winnie The Pooh I watched beef's escalate, felt when the energy grew So watch your enemies move, never let what they speak resonate Cause words bring emotion, emotions trigger bad decisions You know that shit adds against ya, It weakens ya resume I'm speaking directly to the youth I'm a true Pugilistic But I can't reach em' cause I'm too futuristic, with this gift To elevate, lyrically, clearly I ain't come here to celebrate Shit like Christmas, I'm like six life's from present day Now name a rapper nicer I show you how to track em' down, gag and bound his wife and clap a rifle Then be back in town in time to hear the pastor read his last passage from the bible While he's passing bread and wine around to all these addicts While the lord of Nazareth overlooks casually smiling as if he tryna say he proud of me for putting the bottle down A time for holidays, but slaying rappers, that's the only time I'm tryna play Santa Yall wait and I'm the answer To any and all questions, yall feel blessed to just do the asking Trying to fit in so much yall look elastic It's outlandish, Me and Ransom been to hell and back We been out casted while yall cats have to stick to the masses Or yall can't live, cause yall cancer I'm the shit, your art antics Yall don't understand it, then call pampers