1:
they say so long, soul, but the
mission ain't accomplished
soul got flow, he eliminated faucets
soul kwon do, son the shit'll break your jaw with
the same kind of force that'll instigate a mosh pit

so never take me as a kid afraid of conflict
they're syndicating that vanilla flavored soft shit
bottom line I'm just sick of making offers
of my hopes to the world and ricocheting off it

i been sick of taking losses
sick of staying haunted by the little failures of my conscience
i been sick of playing ostrich
now could somebody please just defibrillate my heart quick?

please gimme my shoes, my hat, and my coat
i've gotta get gone, get back on that road
to the sundried palms
that gave me peace
so I can right my wrongs
that plague my sleep
i live on an island of stone and light
yet sometimes it doesn't feel like my home
i try to swim out but the ocean tides
carry me back to the steam and glow

2:
see I don't need an opponent cause in the heat of the moment
the only battle that matters is with my feeling and motives
or maybe thieves and the owners cause when they see what you on
they wanna steal it and clone it for all the weakest and lowest
and I don't need a diploma for me to see and decode it
so either leave me alone or just take a seat in the lotus
position
and meditate with it
this ain't even how i rap, i'm just playing with it

hook

3:
soul, why you talk about death so much?
i don't know, why are good folks dead so much?
go and press your luck like you just woke up
and you ain't seen the things your fellow men blow up
we out in jonestown, come and get your cups
fuck a shortcut, I ain't uttered presto once

the end is not imminent
yes i'm omnipotent
never carnivorous
guess that i'm chicken
the flesh that i'm diggin's
the sex i'm not getting
i petrify women with
lengths that i've driven myself
you probably would testify with em', I've felt
less like i live and i'm stretched to my limits
god help
but you don't hear me, though