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Psalm EP

by Soul Khan

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intro: i don’t want my baby born with a heart that’s made of chrome we all feel connected, we all feel so alone i got lost in the screen turn off the machine hook: i don’t want my baby born with a heart that’s made of chrome we all feel so connected, we all feel so alone got lost in the screen forgot what it means to turn off the machine so shut it, shut it down 1: i always felt like i’m kind of an uncommon man been vibing on the jam since mama got a sonogram i stay moving like a wanted man that shot a man while i’m looking for the promised land in a dollar van they can’t shake me like i’m wavy off klonopins so if you hate me, you can say it to my hologram i ain’t got a fuckin clue why they fuck with you i’m irresistibly gripping like koala hands well, it’s sad cause they proved my suspicions they only feed a hungry man food for religion but how is tom cruise getting booed by the christians who let a faith healer say he’s moved by a vision? well, this for the girl that’s really got a hold on me the younger me that thought there’d never be an older me the folks that were old enough to grow up with a rotary and youngins that were busted in the ovary to jodeci hook 2: lemonade was a popular drink said the ghost of a guru in a bottle of ink but no matter who i outwit, y’all mad about my outfit sheeeit, y’all don’t ever tell the models to think you’re trying to critique all of soul khan’s clothes ‘til you’re lying at my feet like you’re voltron’s toes say tomato? i’ll hit you with a to-ma-to fuck a double time, i’mma rhyme brokaw slow i’m contrary like selling jordans for starburys and even more since i got married trying to bury all the spirits i’ve been plagued with and make sense of the questions that i been wrestling since i got hairy i don’t rock with you fashionistas son, it’s on like the contras and sandinistas i will crush any obstacle that’s between us and take your heads as a pledge of your fans' allegiance hook
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1) her family is three cats a picture of her dead husband regrets nothing and she means that because she wanna be something other than the other half of another man why repeat that? she’s got her own life now, she sleeps alone right now every day’s a weight lifted off her bones right now can’t let her friends know right now It's only been a month; how’d you let him go right now? she lost him when it was a tossup between a ventilator and a paper saying do not resuscitate him her world detonated to dust she snuck away and lit up something that was mentholated and puffed they wanna stand by the widow only when she sags like a willow but she almost laughs at the casket like, “now why the hell i have to buy a dead man a pillow?” hook: they say this is the hard part the wounds that never close and even if they don’t scar everyone still knows so she waits so she waits between space and the taste of the morning alone so she waits, she waits so she waits between space and the taste of the morning alone 2) now she’s wondering where’s the long term struggle the only thing buggin her’s the crossword puzzle what’s a five letter word you’re supposed to feel when a loss has occurred but before you’ve healed that’s grief, but it’s still not taking effect in her chest so she still not breaking might say she’s a still life painting put her anywhere but she’s still not changing cafe, coffee from malta ashtray lookin like the rock of gibraltar thinking bout the path they walked from the altar her shrink tried to put her onto cymbalta that’s for depressed folks might as well have told her ass to take a mentos and get ghost ‘cause she ain’t had a tear roll eyes dry as the pearls in her ear lobes, where’d she get those that was for their anniversary before the surgery he said he fought worse back in germany “don’t worry,” he said, “it’s not gonna stop me” i’ll be back for the crosswords and coffee she tried to sip but her bottom lip’s trembling remembering what she probably should have said to him that’s a chance that she’s never gonna get again then it settles in and she breaks down hook
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1: i remember my mother pleading telling me that this meeting with a needle wasn’t needed it would leave me "a disease if they didn’t just sterilize it the hiv or the hepatitis" your generation is biased you’ll see it when it’s completed she’s saying she didn’t have to i’m saying it’s just a tattoo on my skin, but she made the kid that the skin’s attached to "but what if they won’t have you in a jewish grave?" well you can take them foolish ways and bury me beneath a buddha statue i was surprised to find some friends were opposed "like what about when you get wrinkled into stretches and folds?" but if i never take a step i could regret when i’m old then my regrets’ll be the only thing that i’ll ever hold so i slid in the chair, palms clutching the arms of it my whole body was probably limp as a sock puppet used to fear the pain, now it’s one of my favorite parts of it 'cause there ain’t nothing more beautiful than the scar from it hook: some hear the voices inside of their head but i had mine inscribed in my flesh they realign me when i am depressed at least i know what they’ll read when i’m dead open and close, let it flow through your nose, or your little lungs might forget how to breathe those rusted ghosts made a home on your shoulders and you can trust that they’ll never leave 2: "and the just man rages in the wilds where lions roam" the first tat on my right rib, from the flyest poem of william blake, when i was still afraid i'd die alone and i was getting wasted every day like styrofoam left arm's john henry, hammer in hand a tribute to the indisputable impact of a man and that the united states is a graveyard of slaves but only some of us are eating off the fat of the land my right arm’s the grasshopper from the fable of aesop that sang songs while the ants labored and saved stock of food for the winter, too cool to consider he steadily succumbed to starvation as they watched that colony of ants was responsible, right? but they ain’t ever sang a motherfucking song in their life and those are just a couple of the tats that i got I’ll holler at you when I”m back from the shop hook
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hook: i stayed awake 'til my mission became a mosaic of blood on my wall then i reawakened amazed that it faded faded to nothing at all it said we're gonna run through the streets with torches of burning tabloid magazines and then maybe one day we'll rebuild the real from shreds of exploited fantasies 1: free bird, never meddle with the poultry shine too bright, better get a set of Oakley’s got heart like a sentimental oak tree son sold horse til they sent him to the Pokey some count sheep just to get a little mo’ sleep i only do it for the benefit of bo peep my killa tape’s worth more than your real estate i kill a snake with the venom in its own teeth smooth like the new lou rawls but they wanna see ratchets and them Youtube brawls if you feel what I feel like a voodoo doll then tiny dancer, let me take your tutu off one touch from the wushu claw would probably turn these dumb fucks into moo shu sauce it’s a wonderful life until you’re under the ice i’m just here to find the medicine for zuzu’s cough hook 2: no no don't blame me i'm just a mild mannered bystander hummin like do remi you sellin showcase dreams i'm helpin old ladies so if jimmy needs a kidney i'mma donate three but i only got two of them so that means you and them probably gon' be losing them switch up my pseudonym son of jerusalem's diaspora tap thoughts back to louisville with that bat of aluminum i tiptoe on the top of a thin rope between what is en vogue and shit for my kinfolk never had trouble getting honeys to disrobe the flag on my pistol says y’all getting rickrolled can y’all put the coke down? the spirit's in the stones, i’m the talk of the ghost town we are hope seekers walking through a river of blood with no sneakers and we’re lost in the foreground you're looking right at us acting like a maybach passing by an old dodge stratus hey, yo, we’re live from the nation of the baddest the angelina and the braddest and we smile through the sadness hook
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1: oh, you ain't loving them hoes it's obvious, though cause if you did, you wouldn't be calling them hoes i've had it up to my sack with those who hijack the image of a modern man who always got his wife's back i was made by my mother and raised by my mother so, if i love a woman then i say that i love her i mean, the audacity to say that we're tougher when a child comes out of them and they still recover when a man's afraid, i don't say he's a pussy it's 2011 and you ain't eating pussy? c'mon it's fun as fuck, just to see her coming, plus let her finish first, i don't mind being the runner-up after it's over, i'm grabbing her closer you're baffled, perhaps understand when you're older i act right, meaning never act like i own her cause that's what i'm supposed to do hook: oh god, it's such an honor just to meet with you i even picked a real fucking raw beat for you if i made a club banger, it would make me stacks but i know you got a brain to match, not brain like that 2: i felt heartbreak that would make you cut up your wrists and learned the hard way, just 'bout any love is a risk see, it'll go hand-in-hand like a knuckle and fist but ain't a problem in the world that a punch gonna fix shit, women cheat and make us jealous a bit but that's like hearing the pot calling the kettle a dick it's childish, like some of y'all ain't never been kissed without it being just another step to legs getting split i was told i'm the center of her universe a level that a few reserve, but never sweated losing her you would think I'm lucifer, nah I wasn't grown enough wasn't even soul enough, back then I was noah with a shoulder shrug that flooded tear ducts in a worn-out eye i'd be like, "cheer up, shorty, cause it's warm outside" couldn't fathom the agony 'til i brought out mine now what i've got's better than whatever more I'll find hook

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released December 11, 2012

raps by soul khan
beats by abnormal except deejay element on "not like that"
hooks sung by akie bermiss, arthur lewis, nicholas ryan gant, and then all three of them in beautiful unison
mixed by audible doctor
artwork by riki takaoka

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Brooklyn based MC, member of Brown Bag Allstars.

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