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Soulstice Series

Part 3 of 4:

Listen to the rest:
Soultstice ~ https://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice
Soulstice II ~ https://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice-ii
Soulstice 4 ~ https://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice-4
Download entire "Soulstice Set" ~ bit.ly/Soulsticeset

Lyrics:
1: 
they say so long, soul, but the 
mission ain't accomplished 
soul got flow, he eliminated faucets 
soul kwon do, son the shit'll break your jaw with 
the same kind of force that'll instigate a mosh pit 

so never take me as a kid afraid of conflict 
they're syndicating that vanilla flavored soft shit 
bottom line I'm just sick of making offers 
of my hopes to the world and ricocheting off it 

i been sick of taking losses 
sick of staying haunted by the little failures of my conscience 
i been sick of playing ostrich 
now could somebody please just defibrillate my heart quick? 

please gimme my shoes, my hat, and my coat 
i've gotta get gone, get back on that road 
to the sundried palms 
that gave me peace 
so I can right my wrongs 
that plague my sleep 
i live on an island of stone and light 
yet sometimes it doesn't feel like my home 
i try to swim out but the ocean tides 
carry me back to the steam and glow 

2: 
see I don't need an opponent cause in the heat of the moment 
the only battle that matters is with my feeling and motives 
or maybe thieves and the owners cause when they see what you on 
they wanna steal it and clone it for all the weakest and lowest 
and I don't need a diploma for me to see and decode it 
so either leave me alone or just take a seat in the lotus 
position 
and meditate with it 
this ain't even how i rap, i'm just playing with it 

hook 

3: 
soul, why you talk about death so much? 
i don't know, why are good folks dead so much? 
go and press your luck like you just woke up 
and you ain't seen the things your fellow men blow up 
we out in jonestown, come and get your cups 
fuck a shortcut, I ain't uttered presto once 

the end is not imminent 
yes i'm omnipotent 
never carnivorous 
guess that i'm chicken 
the flesh that i'm diggin's 
the sex i'm not getting 
i petrify women with 
lengths that i've driven myself 
you probably would testify with em', I've felt 
less like i live and i'm stretched to my limits 
god help 
but you don't hear me, though

Soulstice III

Part 1 of 4:

Listen to the rest:
Soulstice II ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice-ii
Soulstice III ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice3
Soulstice IV ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice-4
Download entire "Soulstice Set" ~ http://bit.ly/Soulsticeset

LYRICS:
verse 1: 
this is a letter to my older self 
do you remember how our shoulders felt 
when she said she couldn't live without us 
or when our dad left the crib without us? 
same shock to the system, but a different outlet 
now you the champ like hogan with the golden belt 
premium octane grade to make the motor melt 
in other words, you the rap Franklin Roosevelt 
portfolio sick as polio corroding cells 
this is a letter to the man that i'll be one day 
you're worth more than what your IRS refund pay 
tax bracket got you acting like you ashmatic, coughin it up 
god damn doesn't mass transit cost you enough? 
did you have a child, what you name him or her? 
for their mother's sake, i hope you ain't similar 
just playing, you the perfect mold 
to turn a soul into what it needs to be when you up in the dirt 
this is a letter to soul khan 
the shepherd of protons 
you beat the game but never with codes on 
summer's on its way and the album approaches 
so please let me welcome all y'all to the soulstice 

chorus (x2): 
from month to month, and moon to sun 
now the winds of change move through your lungs 
it's a force of nature you've become 
the soulstice is here 

verse 2: 
i'm from the home of one season, they take warmth for granted 
it's a beautiful morning in the great north atlantic 
this is your life now, so please claim your baggage, 
sorta like peter north, i came for the cabbage 
that's real talk to the a-l-k 
i've had people lie to me when they say they'll stay 
til i snapped at the seams, and i packed all my dreams, 
and traveled to the capital that paved the way 
i am the truth, unequivocal, no motive to lie 
i am the answer without even proposing a "why" 
i am the filament that charges the bulb in the sky 
i've touched lives so i'll never be alone when i die 
now this a little more simple than i usually spit 
so i scribbled this soon as an opportunity hit 
sometimes i feel like maybe i'm too stupid to quit 
but i ain't following whereever they been moving this shit 

chorus (x2): 
from month to month, and moon to sun 
now the winds of change move through your lungs 
it's a force of nature you've become 
the soulstice is here

Soulstice

Part 2 of 4:

Listen to the rest:
Soulstice I ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice
Soulstice III ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice3
Soulstice IV ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice-4
Download entire "Soulstice Set" ~ http://bit.ly/Soulsticeset

LYRICS:
this ain't a letter like the first part 
far as my body of work, I'd probably prefer, you'd just call it a birth mark 
got crooked teeth, but my shirt's starched and looking clean 
so fuck a book or street, i'm earth smart 

i had to slow it up for those that couldn't work hard 
enough to catch it without crashing out like they were earnhardt 
yeah I gave my debut away without a surcharge 
had to drop a classic before the day that my hearse parked 

so for now i'm still sweating off these economic aspects 
like i'm eating rappers, but not eating off of rap yet 
i still kick it even if i'm kneeling on my last leg 
but love ain't enough for you to keep an honest man fed 

i feel like I been living in between the lines of scrimmage 
cause peace of mind ain't something that they teach in my religion 
well, i guess i got a sabbath to recover 
but lately i been looking up and asking for another 

2: 
bless the breeze, I felt hotter than santa fe 
bombarded by gamma rays in bottles of tanqueray 
fine, y'all sit on the couch, get lost in a madden game 
while opportunity knocks like saints of a latter day 

i got my father's green eyes to see the outside world 
so it's funny that they tugged me toward a brown eyed girl 
i'm growing out my curls and letting my beard go 
a rock star but far from a guitar hero 

if my fingers were faster, maybe i'd have been a billy joel 
c'mon son, now really, who you kidding soul? 
cause I assess my regrets and how I missed my goals 
if I had a simple flow, i'd probably be on interscope 

i promised y'all the moment you downloaded my record and 
I swear to never break that vow for an executive 
ease up, this ain't no showdown or reckoning 
just thought this would be a nice time for checking in

Soulstice II

Fifth of five (?) The instrumental is Julia Kent's "Intent." Buy her music, too because it helps the heart http://j.mp/jukent

LYRICS:

If my throat could hit them notes, I could have been Wanye
I feel as though I'm at the Silverdome to lift Andre
Soy muy Rico, but never been suave
I eat a pound of uncooked rice and spit sake


So folks asking where's soul at
It's been a whole year, he dropped no tracks
But they don't ask why my bones jabbed
against my skin or why I ain't playing phone tag

Well, my phone had this notepad
And this notepad had a note that
I wrote that lists the pros and cons
of taking my life with my own hands

What a rochambeau to the gonads
not to beat a dead horse to the bone fragments
But I learned that being my own man's
more than just not being my old man

Where the hell you been?
If I told you, then you'd Bellevue me
This what happens when you tell Truman
You stealth view him
Ain't started from the bottom but I fell through it
 
You said
that my pen is a gift
Well, so was Elliott Smith's
So that don't help me a bit
If they find my body with a belt looped 
Around my neck 'cause I ain't get my wellbutrin


Back then thought I'd get that milli
I guess that's just that Sendak in me
'cause now I'm more grown up than Kev and Winnie
But I ain't blown up yet like Wedge Antilles

I don't do it for delf 
I'mma spread that Philly
Friends and family gotta spend that with me
Step back give me a little room to exist
'cause I ain't moving an inch 
Brought a bedpan with me

Need a day to myself like Rex Manning
Because I'm up to a my neck as that Redman image
On Dare Iz a Dark and I'm scared if I stop
Everywhere that I walk is a dead man's ceiling

And a pump action up in the trunk can't fix it
Got the funk, can't fib it
Y'all are just fan fiction
Got one hand gripping on the rug that's lifting 
Under from them slipping with their stunt mans 'n em

This is not a come back
I'm just Todd Smith 
On his Mama Said Knock shit
Y'all get ungiven fucks and crickets
Tell your cut man this'll be a blood baptism


You'd say he's the best
If I beat my chest
'til no beats are left
Can I decompress?
Life isn't gonna sleep a sec
Similar to white sniffers with a cheap connect

What'd you do on your worst day?
You soul searched
What'd you get for your birthday?
Two ulcers
You poachers move closer
And my reaction'll turn your kneecaps to coasters 

Came outta my coma
Hard to kill
So y'all gon' feel
Like the player on my poster
Getting dunked on
If you're thinking I'm wrong
You can take it up with BOFA

Gotta deal with them salty feelings 
Like Kel with the L that he caught from Kenan
Ghost got him with gospel reading
I chose the om shanti and nostril breathing

I fought my demons since Ra's Al Ghul
And y'all can see it in the way I grew
So I could never be the Pepe La Peu
Type to say I do and then say adieu

What deja vu!
Is that a face I knew?
Wait, ain't I you?
Are you an A.I. too?
'Cause you say sky, and they say cielo,
But that doesn't mean that it ain't azul 

I got a way with words
Sometimes that's how i got away with words
The kind that stains the earth with blood
And that ain't something that entertainment's 

Nobody owes me their forgiveness
But I hope that you know that I'm listening
When you say that if you were gone 
Nobody would notice the difference
but you're so wrong


Soulstice V

Part 4 of 4

Listen to the rest:
Soultstice ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice
Soulstice II ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice-ii
Soulstice III ~ http://soundcloud.com/soulkhan/soulstice3
Download entire "Soulstice Set" ~ http://bit.ly/Soulsticeset

Lyrics:

I'd go by my government name, but would this sound as real?
Noah Abraham ain't exactly got that crowd appeal
so Mr. Weston, tell the people how you feel
I'm here to tread dirt on their network like Howard Beale

I'm mad as hell and I ain't gonna take it
I shake the hand the ancient man prayed for the rain with
you slave for the A-list to pay for your facelift
I put a hole in a Skrull then wait for the shapeshift

but I ain't even know what I was in the middle of
'til I was tagging autographs in a British pub
it's so cool to say that you don't give a fuck
I give it up for the people that don't get enough

I'm still reading every comment that y'all ever give
but for the record, though, it's not because I'm sensitive
I don't do this shit for me, even if I disagree
I find the truth between the positive and negative

but fuck the tomfoolery and the cartoonery
you're not moving me unless you put a harpoon in me
nah, don't pause that, I'm off that
I want a grown-up to show up whenever Mom Googles me

'cause every night when my blinds get closed
my trouble mind's frozen into nightmare poses
sometimes I get worried that I ain't more
than just an oversized child with his highchair broken

my body's young but my brain's older
it's like your lil' man Soul was the Van Gogh of the crayolas
I stopped caring if I stayed kosher
Jehova made way more serious shit to pray over

I'm 40 years of desert travel in some leather sandals
you're soft as Tevin Campbell lighting up a scented candle
see, if I put my foot down, it turns cement to gravel
you're excited, but get frightened like Jesse Spano

we don't stop when the odds are against us
so these suckas getting dropped from the census
I have never made a single song for the senseless
guilty as charged and applause for the sentence

word on the street, Billy got his shoes jacked
'til he got a new gat, then he got his shoes back
let me elevate how the modern dude raps
all I need is one bar like "Allahu ak-"

Soulstice 4

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Soulstice Series

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