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The Soul (Pt. 2) Lyrics - Artist : REASON
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Soul REASON Yeah, one-two, one-two, one-two Yeah-yeah Look (Look) In world full of talented talent there's still beginners We work out to stand out, it panned out, we became them niggas Team of avengers, ironic, showed up with vision Hard work and persistence, look "Reason" that definition I came for it, shit was in mind, mentally inkin' my name on it Put the pride to the side, niggas had vision and stayed on it Fuck if the fame on it, this love, nigga Made it out without havin' to be a thug nigga Smellin' nicotine, codeine, killers and drug dealers Came accustom to it, mix that with direction We created struggle music, so when Murphy's Law kick in Get grittin', we hustle through it, this real, nigga, the feel different Never told a pair of lies, crazy, I don't feel niggas Back next to the wall, transform and I Bradley Beal niggas (Nigga) Shoot through it like Duke Nukem with mills Pictures painted of forgotten times Sittin' on some bars, let 'em starve Now they're writin' lines, I been sick with it (Uh) Script flippin' more than promiscuous thick women (Uh) So, please don't compare me to niggas, this shit different REASON rather be mentioned with 'Pac and the big niggas Rest in peace, nigga, no frontin', do it for the soul of it Niggas used to tell me I was aimin' too high Shad Moss niggas only claimin' they fly This is Bruce Wayne spirit, starin' Bane in his eyes Caution up on the rise, nigga, this ain't a surprise Soul ... I think you niggas had me fucked up for waitin' so long In turn we need it now when the patience is on I feel like Scott Summers when the lasers is on I see everything red and everything dead and everything scared I sat and spoke to Dot, and I listened to everything said I mean, everything So much that when it's not said, I hear it Like, when the nigga laughed, I heard him mock a nigga spirit Like "You'll never get there," well, now Look, I'm on Top and I'm near it (You're so close, so close) In other words I tricked myself to stay famished But be humble and take balance, repetitive, I need challenge I need you new niggas to please do somethin' to excite a nigga Get in their brain or just say somethin' to spite a nigga Shit, 'cause I been gettin' bored (Bored) Just chillin', throwin' darts at the wall Dreamin' of the GOATs and how my name not involved I'm havin' issues with that, what issues? I'm havin' issues 'cause I ain't finished I'm havin' issues 'cause I'm still repentin' I'm havin' issues 'cause I'm still a nigga I'm havin' issues 'cause Musa King keep preachin' You can't move around solo no more, you gettin' bigger Yeah, I been gettin' bigger So much bigger that my ego see my body And it's strugglin' to fit up in it Top screamin', "Patience, my nigga" But this industry keep playin' with a nigga, I see y'all playin' See jokes about South Africa, REASON, now I seem real See jokes about how I'm not really with Top and I'm with Dreamville Niggas pronounce my name wrong, tell me that I ain't did much See y'all mistake my name for Logic's, y'all got me fucked up How you compare a nigga that take from culture Versus a nigga that's forward? This shit gettin' borin' My limits are soarin', the industry snorin' Leave my city? Nah, nigga, I'm here to restore it I'm here to explore it, I'm nipped to the corn I'm not finna forfeit, I'm not, shh I'm not gon' have my block look foreign You see my name nigga, you're not gonna ignore it You're not gonna ignore it My pockets is hurtin', I'm constantly workin' My mom in the hood, but she don't deserve it I do this for the soul of it And scared of layin' in dirt, nigga, we rose from it The game is mine, it's not yours, like nose runnin' Swag drippin' like water It's ironic how these hoes run into a nigga This ain't a game, this a scrimmage and I kill it time after time This shit feelin' reminiscin', line after line This shit feelin' like petition, still, homies dyin' This shit feelin' like a sickness Ain't like none of these other niggas, I'm different Say somethin' 'bout the cappin' nigga, I'm trippin' REASON the new soldier in front tryna leave his brand broken It ain't gon' end how you want, soul |
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