Is there a S O U L? rap
 

what?

hi...
yeah, whassup
you'll be watching it, bub
honey-toasts, french-kissing hub
try to go at it in a club

when all of y'all be very rest-less
i'll be thinkin about that mess
i made on the planet loch ness
but i don't have to confess

why are you sleepin' in a pad wit a paddle
there is no time to strattle
just check your cattle
they got a cage to rattle

just when your honey made it clear she's not the one
you be thanking god, she's not yet gone
but she gotta go, son
there's plenty of fun

there isn't much in your pad is it?
a microwave that has one digit
a dirty bath tub, just kill it
tv too bad to diss it

when you finally become a phat pocket
you obviously don't have time to rock it
i don't have the time to mock it
lock it, sock it, dock it

rap is for peace, you dim w-i-t
but livin' rappers ain't gonna atend MIT
they be abiding to CPT
listening to ET

when finally, you become happy in your life
there's no time to pull your knife
in the water you dive
from a boat named clive

huh?

what?

What the HELL?

yeah..
that's it.

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this one's dedicate to DJ Spinna