K-Rino - Soul Merchants lyrics
[K-Rino - Soul Merchants lyrics]
For what is a man profited
If he shall gain the whole world
And lose his own soul?
Or what shall a man give
In exchange for his soul?
Yeah, we used to wake up fiending
To write words in between the
Paper's lines that had meaning
Seeking hood recognition fighting
For precision
Being strengthened by the competition
But once the game started growing
Struggles came without us knowing and
The pain started showing
We took pride in intellect and skill
Now you gotta have some sex appeal
To get a record deal
And if you did come correct
They soon made you change your tune
Once they called you in that special room
They pimping you but you too weak to fight
Without your manhood I don't see how
You can sleep at night
We the ones they tried to ruin
When we started spewing
Facts on what the government was doing
Somebody needs to break the street
Cause Master got these fake gangsters sitting
Down to take a leak
Haha, you got a nice new pretty car
A chain and a female that you
Purchased at the titty bar
Five million in your bank account
But a bunch of friends and family
That you never think about
Just analyze how you looking dude
Don't even wanna feed the same folks
Who helped you cook the food
You chose money over pride, denied everybody
Locked in the eternal courtship
With the Illuminati
Then you blowed up over night
Did what you was told to do and
Wrote what you was told to write
But K-Rino is broke form
The mould of dolomite
With no letting go of my
Creative control in sight
Shoutout to Savage Mike and Paragon
I won't stop until the the
Whole world done heard Farrakhan
I keep my soul like Sarah Vaughan
We got long wind
You're like a fool with one
Lung in a marathon
Haha, you started climbing up
The public ladder
Weeks after the Devil made you switch
And change your subject matter
And if you buck they go the
Extra mile to swallow you
And start piling tons of propaganda
Just to silence you
Most people would say, "Hell no!"
When you ask them have they
Ever heard of COINTELPRO?
They out to murder any black who's formidable
You know why King was really
Killed? He started getting political
See, they don't mind you being famous
Until you start speaking God's language
Then you're dangerous
And now he must be eliminated
After threats, 99% become intimidated
You turned your back on those
Who bled with ya
They out the picture now that Satan's
In the bed with ya
We should catch you and cut your thumbs off
For selling out the hood when they
Threaten to cut your funds off
If he shall gain the whole world
And lose his own soul?
Or what shall a man give
In exchange for his soul?
Yeah, we used to wake up fiending
To write words in between the
Paper's lines that had meaning
Seeking hood recognition fighting
For precision
Being strengthened by the competition
But once the game started growing
Struggles came without us knowing and
The pain started showing
We took pride in intellect and skill
Now you gotta have some sex appeal
To get a record deal
And if you did come correct
They soon made you change your tune
Once they called you in that special room
They pimping you but you too weak to fight
Without your manhood I don't see how
You can sleep at night
We the ones they tried to ruin
When we started spewing
Facts on what the government was doing
Somebody needs to break the street
Cause Master got these fake gangsters sitting
Down to take a leak
Haha, you got a nice new pretty car
A chain and a female that you
Purchased at the titty bar
Five million in your bank account
But a bunch of friends and family
That you never think about
Just analyze how you looking dude
Don't even wanna feed the same folks
Who helped you cook the food
You chose money over pride, denied everybody
Locked in the eternal courtship
With the Illuminati
Then you blowed up over night
Did what you was told to do and
Wrote what you was told to write
But K-Rino is broke form
The mould of dolomite
With no letting go of my
Creative control in sight
Shoutout to Savage Mike and Paragon
I won't stop until the the
Whole world done heard Farrakhan
I keep my soul like Sarah Vaughan
We got long wind
You're like a fool with one
Lung in a marathon
Haha, you started climbing up
The public ladder
Weeks after the Devil made you switch
And change your subject matter
And if you buck they go the
Extra mile to swallow you
And start piling tons of propaganda
Just to silence you
Most people would say, "Hell no!"
When you ask them have they
Ever heard of COINTELPRO?
They out to murder any black who's formidable
You know why King was really
Killed? He started getting political
See, they don't mind you being famous
Until you start speaking God's language
Then you're dangerous
And now he must be eliminated
After threats, 99% become intimidated
You turned your back on those
Who bled with ya
They out the picture now that Satan's
In the bed with ya
We should catch you and cut your thumbs off
For selling out the hood when they
Threaten to cut your funds off