Soul Khan - So I Says lyrics
[Soul Khan - So I Says lyrics]
Doctor, doctor, give me the news
I'm a hostage, hostage to women and booze
And my posture's awkward from getting abused
By these gods and monsters that
Spit in my food
I don't care about the numbers
That you gon' do
This is music, motherfucker, not sudoku
They say that life's a bitch like Cujo's boo
So I have her in the kitchen mixing culo stew
And I dare you to test-drive
These two old shoes
Every minute there's some shit I've
Got to sumo through
On some Yokozuna to these no-show losers
Like a Tone Loc tune, i'm gonna lose my cool
And I've been up and down this US of A-holes
And given each one a different
Reason to hate Soul
You thought it was trans fats
Or maybe the NASDAQ nah, it's an honest man
Making your hands clap
"Nothin' you say"
Now for my next trick I will remove my limbs
And make them levitate through
The use of hymns
I'll have them pour me out a
Cup of juice and gin and let them loose to
Execute their ruthless whims
On the Disney imagery that we've known
Give me liberty or give me dome
That ain't fair (Why?) Cause, I need both
I heard freedom's fly
But she don't deepthroat
But is it chauvinism if I just blow my wisdom
In the throat of women that
I support? and listen
It ain't like a little protein shake
Is gonna do shit to flip Roe v wade
(So whatcha want
Soul?) Thick thighs on the pole
(So whatcha want
Soul?) A little self control
(So whatcha want, Soul?) No more Sean Bells
And my name up in flames, S-O-U-L
I'm a hostage, hostage to women and booze
And my posture's awkward from getting abused
By these gods and monsters that
Spit in my food
I don't care about the numbers
That you gon' do
This is music, motherfucker, not sudoku
They say that life's a bitch like Cujo's boo
So I have her in the kitchen mixing culo stew
And I dare you to test-drive
These two old shoes
Every minute there's some shit I've
Got to sumo through
On some Yokozuna to these no-show losers
Like a Tone Loc tune, i'm gonna lose my cool
And I've been up and down this US of A-holes
And given each one a different
Reason to hate Soul
You thought it was trans fats
Or maybe the NASDAQ nah, it's an honest man
Making your hands clap
"Nothin' you say"
Now for my next trick I will remove my limbs
And make them levitate through
The use of hymns
I'll have them pour me out a
Cup of juice and gin and let them loose to
Execute their ruthless whims
On the Disney imagery that we've known
Give me liberty or give me dome
That ain't fair (Why?) Cause, I need both
I heard freedom's fly
But she don't deepthroat
But is it chauvinism if I just blow my wisdom
In the throat of women that
I support? and listen
It ain't like a little protein shake
Is gonna do shit to flip Roe v wade
(So whatcha want
Soul?) Thick thighs on the pole
(So whatcha want
Soul?) A little self control
(So whatcha want, Soul?) No more Sean Bells
And my name up in flames, S-O-U-L