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Ab-soul

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Book Of Soul Lyrics - Ab-soul

[Verse 1] 

Your momma told me read the Book of Job 

They shoulda called it the Book of Soul 

I came into this hurtful Earth in perfect health 

Caught Stevens-Johnson syndrome when I was ten years old 

Internal and external fever, 80% 

Fatality rate at that time, ain't that some shit 

Severe pink eye, my eyes swollen shut 

For like two or three months, it's still bright as fuck 

And I even lost my lip skin 

Grew back darker than its original pigment 

Skin disfigured from boils and blisters 

Unidentifiable by my little sister 

Come to think of it, I could've got a crazy check 

The shrink thought I'd be traumatized, but I'm alright 

My first years of Junior High School were not alright 

Them dimes wouldn't give me no time, no, not a nod 

I mean not even you. we eventually got cool 

But I was nobody, you was the hottest hottie in the school 

Or the world to me, not saying that cuz I'm your dude 

I'm glad I got to watch the woman that you blossomed to 

Ironic we always had the same classes 

I copied off your work, and you ain't always had 

The right answers but it worked, mama, thanks a lot 

Probably wouldn't have graduated had you not 

Somewhere down the line, we became an item 

The love was in the air like this flight I'm lighting 

The first few years was so exciting 

Got deeper in this rap and started pushing shit back 

My money got funny, you wanted to go on dates 

I had a Sounwave beat tape tryna beat Drake 

Could've spent every minute with you but I had to get it 

For me and you, you sing too so you knew the business 

I know it was hard but you stayed down 

My fam had doubts, you told me you was proud 

I did some things, you did some things, always came back together 

We knew the only way to make it work was work together 

Seven whole years, seven whole years 

It was supposed to end with our grandkids 

Luckily for me I'm used to being cut short 

But I'm such a nice guy, why Lord? 

Why Lori? Why'd you have to take her from me? 

Guess you needed your angel face for all of heaven to see 

Your picture still on my mirror and it's so scary 

I swear I still ain't looked at your obituary 

So now I'm so doped up I think I'm flying 

I hope the spliff will never finish 

I guess the Mayans wasn't lying 

2012 my world ended 

You used to say that I could see the future 

You was wrong, cause you was in it 

And I was just with you the day before 

You said you loved me, I said I loved you more 

And as much I wanna cower and bid the mic adieu 

And fall off a fucking tower tryna find you 

I gotta stay cuz I remember that day I looked you in the face and told you nothing can stop me 

Not even you 

Stick to the plan, I'll meet you at our spot 

If reincarnation is true and we don't get too lost 

Even if you forget me and everything you left behind 

I never lied, I love you in a place where there's no space and time 

I close my eyes and I can still hear you singing loud 

We never got to tell them who The Love Religion was about 

I ain't finna stage a cry in this rhyme 

Signed 

Sincerely yours 

I live to let you 

Shine 

 

[Interlude] 

 

[Verse 2] 

Everything I love the most gets taken away 

My momma and music is next 

And if that happens before I turn 28 

Then I'm going out wit' Kurt Cobain 

I still believe in God, we just ain't never spoke 

Unless we talkin' symbolically, then I might agree 

But if you really wanna look at it that way 

Then, hey man, God don't like me 

I refuse to believe that 

But what's acceptable is anything's possible but nobody special 

My ma took my TV, Clem took my radio 

Now I'm on TV and on the radio 

Don't be dethroned by these systems of control 

Just keep your fingers crossed and get them locks off your soul 

Don't be dethroned by these systems of control 

Just keep your fingers crossed and get them locks off your soul 

 

(Soul!) 

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