Statik Selektah, Blu, Evidence - Soul Custody lyrics
[Statik Selektah, Blu, Evidence - Soul Custody lyrics]
Good? (Statik Selektah)
Verses just come to me
Ayo misery loves company
I shut her out til the
Angels wanna come for me
Daily missions in my city unaccompanied
Control of my soul, I got soul custody
The luckiest person I ever met
I wrangle with emotion and I tango with death
That's how I know life
Throwing up my hands like a set
Two sides to every story
I'm just playing the ref
Left the drama in the rear view
Ain't looked back yet
If objects appear bigger
I don't take 'em as threats
I just take what I get even if it ain't much
And shift gears to come through in the clutch
'Cause I've been proving my love
Words, captions ringing louder
Behind every shot I take like
Bullets and gun powder
Behind every move I make I be watching you
Not a lot of time and lot to do
Verses just come to me like a
Spirit sent through a bumblebee
New world color is my company fuck with me
I'm tryna live comfortably under
A fucking tree
Controller of my soul, soul custody
Humbly I speak on my life as if
It's only just one of me
Some things you realize suddenly
Who's gonna carry the weight if it wasn't me
I keep a smile on but a frown's on underneath
I used to battle the summer breeze
Now I spit against the winter winds
Like always the winner wins
While the sinner sins I repent, knees bent
In a mental place I visit frequent
I pretend everything is all good in pretense
But I'm blacking out at every
Event every time we win
Somethings you just can't
Prevent from happening
Like the summoning, verses just come to me
Who's gonna carry the weight?
Who's gonna-who's gonna carry
The weight-weight-weight?
Who's gonna carry the weight?
Who's gonna-who's gonna carry
The weight-weight-weight?
Weight-weight-weight-weight
Control of my soul, I got soul custody
What hood is this? Statik Town
What up, it's Crimefaces
And I know you're up late
Cookin' up right now
I seen your hours of operation
Holding us down during quarantine
You breathing life back into this shit, man
Yo, what's up with all these grown
Ass DJs playing kid music?
Yogurt 2 Danimal raps
Look, it's cool but I don't wanna
Hear it all the time
I don't wanna hear this Tik Tok, Snapchat
Jimboree rap we need grown man shit
That's what I need to hear i'm hip-hop bro
I need to hear the tissue in the Memorex
This what I'm looking for
I need something to do pushups to
I need balance
They thought you was done Statik
But you bout to hit 'em with the bonzai
Verses just come to me
Ayo misery loves company
I shut her out til the
Angels wanna come for me
Daily missions in my city unaccompanied
Control of my soul, I got soul custody
The luckiest person I ever met
I wrangle with emotion and I tango with death
That's how I know life
Throwing up my hands like a set
Two sides to every story
I'm just playing the ref
Left the drama in the rear view
Ain't looked back yet
If objects appear bigger
I don't take 'em as threats
I just take what I get even if it ain't much
And shift gears to come through in the clutch
'Cause I've been proving my love
Words, captions ringing louder
Behind every shot I take like
Bullets and gun powder
Behind every move I make I be watching you
Not a lot of time and lot to do
Verses just come to me like a
Spirit sent through a bumblebee
New world color is my company fuck with me
I'm tryna live comfortably under
A fucking tree
Controller of my soul, soul custody
Humbly I speak on my life as if
It's only just one of me
Some things you realize suddenly
Who's gonna carry the weight if it wasn't me
I keep a smile on but a frown's on underneath
I used to battle the summer breeze
Now I spit against the winter winds
Like always the winner wins
While the sinner sins I repent, knees bent
In a mental place I visit frequent
I pretend everything is all good in pretense
But I'm blacking out at every
Event every time we win
Somethings you just can't
Prevent from happening
Like the summoning, verses just come to me
Who's gonna carry the weight?
Who's gonna-who's gonna carry
The weight-weight-weight?
Who's gonna carry the weight?
Who's gonna-who's gonna carry
The weight-weight-weight?
Weight-weight-weight-weight
Control of my soul, I got soul custody
What hood is this? Statik Town
What up, it's Crimefaces
And I know you're up late
Cookin' up right now
I seen your hours of operation
Holding us down during quarantine
You breathing life back into this shit, man
Yo, what's up with all these grown
Ass DJs playing kid music?
Yogurt 2 Danimal raps
Look, it's cool but I don't wanna
Hear it all the time
I don't wanna hear this Tik Tok, Snapchat
Jimboree rap we need grown man shit
That's what I need to hear i'm hip-hop bro
I need to hear the tissue in the Memorex
This what I'm looking for
I need something to do pushups to
I need balance
They thought you was done Statik
But you bout to hit 'em with the bonzai