Soul Power

[Intro: Common]

Yeah, for the world!

Keep going so you can, yo, you can rock on

We keep going so you can, yo, you can rock on

We keep going so you can, yo, you can rock on

We keep going

[Verse 1: Common]

Nigga breathe, I can tell by how you rap you don't believe

Ain't hungry no more, so off me you feed

I hustle at a speed between greed and need

On the streets where intuition and weed are breed

Shoot the gift and viff, at the myths uplift

My rhyme the clip, it's like the boom bip to tip

In gangways where cats that rhyme the same way

Spending nights over Egypt to learn a brave day

Paint a picture of the ghetto like JJ

You're the Ray J of this rap world

I travel the globe with a black girl named Becky

Grand like Auto Theft 3

Style so developed, the law can't arrest me

You walk with blood on your shirt like Jesse

Jackson trying to test the reaction of the people

See through, tryna out act Don Cheadle

I speak to original Hebrews, you know how we do

And bleed through the needle with truth

That needs no preview to proof, it's in the people

And how they react, still in the business of smacking

Rappers is wack, you had a dope track, I guess opposites attract

My mind state is black, black like Bernie Mac

No cowards, soul power in the words we rap

[Hook]

As, as

As we walk together

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul, soul, soul power

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul, soul, soul, soul

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

[Verse 2: Common]

Picks with fist, thick grease, dark nipples

My guy buy ice, I search for the dark crystal

Racing for paper, these broads is starter pistols

I spit through gang wars and strange doors

Out the sky, flames pour, the beats claims war

I see niggas with flags, who they waving them for?

I'm the nigga, that you put the chain on the door for

The nigga, that you started changing the laws for

Orator of hardcore and more

My raps the portal for the blue collar

You made a hit and came up on a few dollars

I'd rather listen to silence than you holla

Borrowed your persona from the late that made Dear Mama

My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy

For truth your a decoy

Common Sense is like the future of the B-boy

I fall down and get up like Don McClurkin

Hit push and listen to it whistle while I'm twerkin'

Break it down like herb

The nympho of info, I'm fucking what you heard

You ain't ready for war, you're stuck in the reserves

I mastered my high so I'm bucking at the birds

I've been wanting to fly so now I do it with the words

For those in the fast lane, I'll show you how to merge

Get your own

You see, it's like home grown herb black economics

The people we serve with soul power

[Hook]

As we walk together

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul, soul, soul, soul

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul power (soul power!)

Soul, soul, soul, soul

Soul power (soul power!)