Soul Stoned Songtext
von BBGuns

On my arrival hear the cock of rifles
My rivals trifle cause they feel as if they lives is idle
They worship idols claiming style is the only True Religion
We speak with truth and brilliance and get met with boos but choose resilience
My crew will scrimmage ′til the whistle blow
Carry on tradition like ya misses kissing me under the mistletoe
Disses from fickle foes could never pierce the breastplate
My mission is to get in position to grip the check mate
The board is set, pieces are moving, what you doing?
Moving units like Bobby Fischer then coppin' Swishers
Got a lot of pot to put inside it once divided
It′s a bounty he provided, why wouldn't we be excited, huh?
So scrap your new shit, it's raps Black Kubrick
A class act to boot kid, take your nap sack and boot it
They sleeping on him until this fire lights your camper
Admire then put your hands up, the gunners are here so steel your cameras


Do you really feel?
Do you really not cry?
Have you ever seen a teardrop come from a cloud and fall right out the sky
I say, do you got soul?
I′m talking heart, not mind
Keep the Devil way down in the hole before he chew through the wire

Love me, hate me, but you′ll never break me
Married to the game, every verse is like a baby
Parrying these lames, what they saying sounding fake deep
You don't want no problems, don′t get walloped for that hate speech
Love me, hate me, but you'll never break me
Married to the game, every verse is like a baby
Parrying these lames, what they saying sounding fake deep
You don′t want no problems, don't get walloped for that hate speech


Well I′m living on the edge, the battle goin' on inside my head
Is two-sided, provided I've been pullin′ at the threads
The chip atop my shoulder was made of the painted lead
Half-baked, shit′s laced with a dash of the grateful dead
The land of make believe is where I learned my A.B.C's
Might be a killer, want to stick around and wait for me?
I don′t hate ya, I just think you only take from me
Ain't even tryin, I just get the bag patiently
I′m straight buckets of money, the bee's knees
We about to tour your town, dressed up as the B.G.′s
Some mutant misfits of a different species
So you think you've seen it all, well bitch have you seen these?
Nobody got it like I got it, I'm psychotic
I dropped that 79′ Monte on hydraulics
Got too high for this shit and let the panic in
Still bring the hammer like I′m John Joe Flanagan
Been brain damaged, far too gone to manage
I can't see the forest for the trees, I′m too pedantic
Still, I turn around and use it all to my advantage
This is the subterranean alien, straight from out the planet, bitch

Do you really feel?
Do you really not cry?
Have you ever seen a teardrop come from a cloud and fall right out the sky
I, say do you got soul?
I'm talking heart, not mind
Keep the Devil way down in the hole before he chew through the wire

Love me, hate me, but you′ll never break me
Married to the game, every verse is like a baby
Parrying these lames, what they saying sounding fake deep
You don't want no problems, don′t get walloped for that hate speech
Love me, hate me, but you'll never break me
Married to the game, every verse is like a baby
Parrying these lames, what they saying sounding fake deep
You don't want no problems, don′t get walloped for that hate speech