Soul Khan - Soulstice 4 lyrics

I'd go by my government name, but would that sound as real? Noah Abraham ain't exactly got that crowd appeal So Mr. Weston, tell the people how you feel I'm here to tread dirt on their network like Howard Beale I'm mad as hell and I ain't gonna take it I shake the hand the ancient man prayed for the rain with You slave for the A-list to pay for your facelift I put a hole in a Skrull then wait for the shapeshift But I ain't even know what I was in the middle of Til I was tagging autographs in a British pub It's so cool to say that you don't give a f** I give it up for the people that don't get enough I'm still reading every comment that y'all ever give But for the record, though, it's not because I'm sensitive I don't do this sh** for me, even if I disagree I find the truth between the positive and negative But f** the tomfoolery and cartoonery You're not moving me unless you put a harpoon in me Nah, don't pause that, I'm off that I want a grown-up to show up whenever Mom Googles me Cause every night when my blinds get closed My trouble mind's frozen into nightmare poses Sometimes I get worried that I ain't more Than just an oversized child with his highchair broken My body's young but my brain's older It's like your lil' man Soul was the Van Gogh of the Crayolas I stopped caring if I stayed kosher Jehova made way more serious sh** to pray over I'm 40 years of desert travel in some leather sandals You're soft as Tevin Campbell lighting up a scented candle See, if I put my foot down, it turns cement to gravel You're excited, but get frightened like Jesse Spano We don't stop when the odds are against us So these s**as getting dropped from the census I have never made a single song for the senseless Guilty as charged and applause for the sentence Word on the street, Billy got his shoes jacked Til he got a new gat, then he got his shoes back Let me elevate how the modern dude raps All I need is one bar like "Allahu ak-"