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the same song over
over and
and over and
and over and
gotta tell me why the hell they got a mars
when much of
still cant a
in dirt
im
you dont solomon burke
or james brown did
or the son of
ike beats
before he got wit tina
times were leaner
cats did six
horne at the appollo,
dyamite shows below 5
sax
dont be so
heard trumpets
cmon can you it
off the atlantic
took the for granted
air stole the like a bandit

2

motown
put the soul to
put the blues up in that chest
sex

joe tex
in the of hip hop
get em out seats
fast cars and women
take em to the
the of money
taking down wit it
sayinno to
it up too quick
dark chords on a
sick lick
mutated, faded, now im feelin
i cant find it without radar
cross fader over
caught in the
cant hear want cause it costs some
and the air snatched the soul and we
i somebody planned it

3

please, please,
soul dont on trees
why a show
very few show
white
from the to the back row
we know what we from the radio
jazz show even a rap
can be no black show
hot or not depends on the
brown
in
still few of us
they even know flash
from shakin ass
bet cash
soul is fast
sorry
they aint bob marley
get that soul on tracks
up
dont always make them lighten up
if the soul yall feelin, hear you say yeah
you feel it in the air