Marian Gold - Soulman lyrics

smiling faces when you're no.1 it's on, can you relate the people that you meet are the people that you love to hate walk this way, talk this way s**ers on my tip-no i don't need no bodyguards i don't need no ridiculous j**elry vibing the industry it's people- acting funny with my money it's everything will be taken care of honey- the fuzzing and the buzzing the dealing and the wheeling shady b**hes in big, black limousines digging my stuff with a gangsterly..huhu, cashflow's extreme yes, i'm getting paid, hey, here's what the people say, this fool's glocking crazy geeze the b**h is selling out- he's given up integrity-..huh to me it's a job, the case is sublime, you get yours, i get mine - call me a prostitute digging the inner so you don't get under, no, my name ain't alexander the great but came and i saw and i conquered and now i'm in the house and now the house is haunted cause i can talk this sh** i'm in the game, even when they're kicking it, a hustler hitting the big time with mental stamina, with karma spread from the south of france. to l.a.- to indochina, and i don't quit, i'm coming on with another hit and playing it rough- with an attitude way out there, yeah no playing it safe in here, fool, you don't wanna be rude, go ahead you don't wanna be rude, go ahead call me a prostitute i was born, growing up, i finished my cup, said good luck, dad- with a back up from the giddy up-- began as a problem youth, running wild with the deuce, the juice i tolled a while but not in vain, whiskey, women, joy and pain i had to get away and start my own odyssey. and now i'm back,--what's up,--check me,--take a loupe, for the close up see me through, i'm a soulman, i'm a soulman, and i go shoob... ain't no sellout, im the sh**, there ain't no substitute you get yours and i get mine, call me a prostitute.. i'm a soulman, and i go shoob, i'm a soulman..