soul 2.

tribe on the move

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too

i'm ridin' round with that missile

my stash owe me

this mask owe me

i doubt you that i'll miss you

this scope good and my coke good

and it smell good when i whip it

your crew say you want beef

then i'll deep-fry the mcgriddle

thanks to the judicials

don't test me or stress me

i'll make your chest bleed

god bless me

cause i etch you with that pistol

i etch-a-sketch your body boy

and i bet you that they'll miss you

but not me

oh not me

i pour x out for my heroes

but i ain't sentimental

and i know that you probably really scared of me

'cause my gold teeth and my energy

and you think that sin is my pedigree

and you right

don't lose sight

cause we all guilty o' treachery

one form or another

passed on from our mothers

we born into trouble

and worn into rubble

anything other than that is heresy

just share with me

tell me about faith in the one and the way that the son

made a way for his sons

by his grace and his love

and the pain that would come when they raisin' him up

and the angels above praise his name now because

we were pierced through his side

now we're sprayed with his blood - oohhh!

tell me straight to my face how he came for this thug

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too

tell me what's a christian look like?

tell me what's a christian act like?

the only difference i see between me and them

is i don't pretendthat my life won't end when i pass

so pass that herb to the left

my brother

and i'mma smoke this blunt like a cure for cancer

'til i find the answers

say god's not dead?

well

i'll take my chances 'cause

if your god's so real

why don't you tell me just how the world's so cold

what type of father would let his child go hungry

and take his parents from him when they got old?

tell me what type of god would make cancer?

tell me what type of god would make aids?

tell me what type of god would send a typhoon

to an island and kill people with his waves?

if you gon' believe in that then that's fine

but don't you put that judgment on me

you ain't any holier than i

'cause you go to church and say a prayer with a rosary

you must be kidding

really

so you tellin' me i'll go to hell if i keep sinning

when i ain't no worse than you and that's bogus

you are probably too stuck up just to know this

and we both say the same words

fight the same wars

hit the same clubs

tearin' up the same floors

and you judgin' me for it

but i find it kind of funny

'cause behind the closed doors

you're looking at the same porn

if it was up to me

i'd say that you were phony

so before you tell me 'bout your god's love

i need you to show me

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too

i don't mean to insult you

but i got a soul too