Soul Man Songtext
von Wreckx‐n‐Effect

I′m a soul man, brothers sweatin' me when I′m flashin'
Smooth gold jewelry in an orderly fashion
A new jack of rap, but yo, I'm not havin′ it
So don′t step to R. Kyl with that battle shit
Not a game player, but a dope rhyme sayer
No need to boast, catch a boast, now I'm the rap mayor
And if you′re thinkin' I′m a victim or just a sucker
Come on and grab my rhyme book so you can pick a
Rap from the front or the back, it's like that
Went through a hundred and nine, and ain′t none of 'em wack
And a smack, that's what you get when you open up the cover Me, B. Dawgs, Marky Mark, and my brother
Coolin′ on the front page, lampin′ for B
Oh yeah, and by the way, I'm my brother′s Edrees
Never ever walk up talkin' about the Wreck′s diggin'
You better slow down, you might get a speedin′ ticket
Because you're speedin', you′re movin′ too fast
You tried to pass our productions, now your auto, it crashed
Hit your brakes, pause, you took a loss, boss
Ran into a wall, it's for your ride, that′s all
Say a dope rhyme if you can
But if you can't, take a lesson from a soul man

I′m a soul man
The soul man
A soul man
Alright, yo


Now soul, that's a word the brother R. Kyl used
The definition for soul is to operate smooth
Like Marky Mark and Mark, B. Dawgs are B
W-R-E-C-K-S and E-F-F-E-C-T
Rappin′s rather easy, just to me it's quite simple
You think it's hard? Well, that′s because you can′t rap
You're wastin′ time thinkin' of a rhyme
Don′t strain your brain, kid, I'll loan you one of mine now
Leo the King and my first name is Arabic
R. Kyl, think about it, that′s kinda slick
I got soul without a cup of the cold gold
Sixteen's the age, rather young, I'm not old
Don′t ever dream or scheme about a battle
′Cause you'll be that little ball and I′ll play the paddle
Adios, troop, in other words, so long
Me battlin' you is handicap ping-pong
Ready to demo any MC that try me
But if it′s light work, I won't get so nasty
I′ll do a rap or two and be my own backup
So chump MCs slow down, slack up
Never took out, oh no, I never was
And I can do this simply because
I'm a soul man

Ayo, R., man, I understand you're a soul man and everything
But is there a soul man in here tonight too, you know what I′m sayin′?
A soul man
Nah, nah, you lyin', man, you lyin′
Oh yes, I'm a soul man

Mark L is in the house
One-two, one-two, one-two
B. Dawgs is in the house
One-two, one-two
Bone′s crew is in the house
One-two, one-two, one-two
The redheaded one is in the house
One-two, one-two
Chuck is in the house
One-two, one-two, one-two
Edrees is in the house
One-two, one-two
Mausu is in the house
One-two, one-two, one-two
Latif is in the house
One-two, one-two
St. Nick is in the house
One-two, one-two, one-two
Tom Wolf is in the house
One-two, one-two
One Thirty First is in the house
One-two, one-two, one-two
Now back to the soul man

Strictly soul, rather cold, so let me fasten up my coat
And just like Cheerios, money, I stay afloat
In a contest of two rappers takin' on each other
Too bad, so sad, so long, sorry, brother
Yeah, I won and you lost, now step north
Or take a lesson from the rap veteran
See, I′m a rapper, but you, you just say rhymes
Incomplete with no soul, a waste of studio time
Yo, what I'm sayin' is your rap style is tired
Mine is goin′ strong, so try it if you like it
But yo, don′t take not a word from a verse
Ask me first before I hit you with the works
Yo, it's that simple, that′s all, that's it
In other words, you need a R. Kyl′s permit
My rhymes are legit, not illegitimate
And that's how you break it down on a soul man tip

I′m a soul man
A soul man
I'm a soul man
Yeah, I'm a soul man
A soul man