Soul Khan - 6:30 a.m. lyrics

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You SUCKERS!

It took me 23 years just to write this verse
I felt the sum of all
Fears in a lightning burst
I was shaking at the window
Like Pookie with a Pipe
But there ain't no director when
The movie is your life
Look for answers in The Book
But it takes too long
And it ain't like Nina Simone
Can make new songs
They said if I speak my mind
I'll be despised stick to liquor punchlines
Ass cheeks and thighs
But, I'm just too potent
I get you open, like a flesh wound
Hopin that the fresh truths soak in
Oh, they got flow? Well I exhale oceans
How could they not know? They
Up the next male's colon
This is for the pipe dreamers
With the nine-to-five fever
The hardest working fathers and
The Friday night divas
I dedicate my resume to all my light sleepers
Who stay awake and wonder where
The future might lead us