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]