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Acknowledgement EP

by Soul Khan

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1.
Hook: don't waste your time with all the things you've never done there ain't no prize for the best that never was i made my life broken hearts and lonely nights can't change my mind this is who i'm meant to be 1: now can i get an amen from the people of earth cause i know y'all ain't getting all the things you deserve whether you kneeling with the imam or seated in church i'mma die before i let you put your dream in reverse mow, i apologize if that sounds a little corny i'm just trying to wipe away the tears from your cornea so you can stand strong when nobody's supporting you you ain't gotta fire one shot to be a warrior i been in that tunnel where the lights stop stomach in a tight knot wondering if got a second chance i bit the bullet like i'm tai mak so when they put me in a pine box, they can say i was a better man you might forget it for now cause you ain't ever allowed to let the rest of your body follow your head in the clouds i'm here to bury my regrets in the ground and stay smiling while I'm wilding with my testicles out hook: 2 see if it wasn't for rap, then i'd have prolly been in politics, with headlines in the times and the economist i'd be a shelltoed version of wellstone committed to help folks that otherwise would call it quits if i never got threatened by the school lockers i never would have turned into such a smooth talker back then i let 'em win like they were chewbacca it's only worth a few notches if they tupac ya to the females that made me a fool and to every bartenders that gave me a stool might have been a long trip but you gave me the fuel so i could stay fly like the avian flu if I hadn't gone to college for that fast life maybe i'd have been with my grandma on her last night but she said i'd be the greatest so that means that when you play this then all you do is prove that she was damn right hook
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1: one morning i became different no warning i was soaring with no plane ticket and so strong could throw cars like the game winning pitch or play chicken with a train with its brakes missing now i’m flying mach 5 like i’m daytripping and i love this rhyme scheme, so i ain’t switching see i'mma start small, maybe save a stray kitten then slap every cat-caller that degrades women i’d teleport the drug felons to the outside and keep another young mind away from ‘caine sniffing i’ll take the medicine away from the housewives and then give the pain pills back to pain-stricken i’d rebuild a city soon as a quake hit it and fix the next town over while the paint’s dripping hold the globe on my back, fuck a weight limit but it don’t matter to me if my lois lane’s missing hook: look up into the sky i'm just too fast for human eyes and if you knew what lies behind these glasses, suit, and tie i need a new diguise 'cause if i fail, then who will die? wish i could catch these, could catch these could catch these speeding bullets 2: the other side is a crooked account the last product of a planet that they couldn't pronounce he was super role model that they used to hold onto went from just say no to smoking kush on the couch he turned into a renegade like lorenzo lamas no ponytail but still rocking the leather garments used to subdue the villains but he'd never harm 'em now he snap necks laughin when he dead and gone 'em every night peepin tom with his x-rays jerking off at home like the world is a sextape his landlord now knocking cause the rent's late so he shake em by the ankles til his legs brake he could have made the world into a comfortable place life gave him lemons so he threw a punch in its face we all have been told that power corrupts so what you gonna be when your hour is up? hook, bridge, cuts
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soul khan: i know how it to go from an alto to outcast like a dude out in some southpole i smile like al roker as i lounge in my alcove sonny, i will crush your horsepower to alpo far as the q and a, skip it for the interviews this is not the interim or filler for the interludes or outros, it's a household remedy for anything you sweating or been living through i'm kinda skinny but i'm still broad shouldered enough for me to throw your broad over and fuck i should crossover? please, homie, cross over to what? that's a nice way of telling me to openly suck but i'm tired of the same set of gimmicks and how you motherfuckers all sound alike y'all reminding me of game 7 tickets if you play the big wig, then you gonna get scalped tonight hook: see it's about time that you learn what you've been missing with them screwface drums that be murdering your system ill, how ill? it's a terminal condition we the most raw from the borough to the mitten marv won: hook
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Alec Baldwin 02:13
hook 1: listen, i'm not the man that you sadly mistake for anything lesser than the freshest rapper to date i'm on the highway to hell in this planet of apes with a six six six on the vanity plates to all of my adoring public, i have come here to state it ain't the candy, it's the caddy engine under the paint and these motherfuckers still wanna rumble with fate i'm a bad son of a, wait, my mother's a saint got selenas on my aquafina, fiending for a drop to beat the heat i squeeze and pop between 'em, leaning like i copped the pisa tower for some pocket pita, you know i'm off the meter, if time's money, i'm lucky i got an ocarina daddy's home from the catacombs and he got a bag of bones of those that couldn't leave a man alone kings die, you could have the throne but if there's beef, treat my penis like a saxophone hook 2: it's a catch 22 being that funny dude 'cause you had 'em all ears till you spat something true i kick the science of it like my man, honeydew what's the point of shining if they can't bask under you we bubbling,' cause we ain't got another second to waste they wondering, who in the heck would carve an “s” in his face it's troubling, how they be falling off like eczema flakes next millenium, i'm either gon' be dead or in space an old soul similar to the man and the sea so at the seances they all be channeling me as i walk in the park where the cannibals breed if i take a shot in the dark, the shadows'll bleed i got some marlboro miles i've been waiting to spend and a mind full of evil shit like reagan's depends so double down if you placing your ends on me cause my paper and pen are an ace and a ten hook
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1: i'm a hell of a geek with intelligent speech small time but my skills will embellish my reach fuck the upscale life and the elegant eats just a grilled cheese and french friends and tell me it's cheap got the flavor of apollo creed with a plate of collard greens trying to separate the good and bad from my father's genes though the better part of me should bury the past i can't forget the sweat of the woman that carried his ass she saved and scraped while he was still jobless she gave us faith while he was still godless she made mistakes but still remained modest while he straight escaped while we were unconscious so now i fear nothing except maybe becoming the man that made me and then left like it was nothing a boy shouldn't ever have to be so grown but when daddy ain't a daddy, got to be your own hook: i ain't the kind of man to hold my tongue but sometimes i'm the only one even if you've been where i'm from you'll never know a soul like khan i might sleep on that gravy train but best believe i'mma stay the same and y'all can eat off the weight i gain you'll never know a soul like khan 2: i throw a penny in the well without wishing in hopes that it floats with another's ambition i was always told that small change is still change caked up or broke down, y'all pain is still pain i fall in love as easily as breathing they feel it for a minute, too, but leave me in a season i've been dropped in the autumn and frozen out in winter outgrown in the spring and in summer burnt to cinders i poke my nose where it doesn't belong in your life, in your speakers, or the front of a thong we all got some skeletons under our lawn and my bones poke out so my shovel's a song i crack a joke at a sucker's expense but he's just another dude trying to cover the rent and who am i to judge i'm a god damned mess but if y'all still listening, i'm god damned blessed hook

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this is the first of a series of four EP collaborations between soul khan and different producers, beginning with brown bag allstars' deejay element. the theme of this project is self-worth.

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released April 28, 2011

all production by deejay element except "soul like khan," produced by j57
all lyrics by soul khan except for portions by marv won on "black hammer, white lightning"
recorded by j57
mixed by dylan margerum and audible doctor
cover artwork by marink d
contact soulkhanbiz@gmail.com for media and booking

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Soul Khan Brooklyn, New York

Brooklyn based MC, member of Brown Bag Allstars.

Email soulkhanbiz@gmail.com for interviews & collabs.

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