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the same song heard
and over
and over and
and and over
tell me why the hell they got a mars rover
when much of
still grow a
in dirt
im
you know solomon burke
or james did work
or the son of
ike turner
he got meaner wit tina
when times leaner
cats did six
horne at the appollo,
dyamite shows 5 dollars
sax
be so mean
heard trumpets
cmon can you it
off over the
the soul for granted
air stole the soul like a

2

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

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

3

please, please,
dont grow on trees
why a blues
few blacks show
white
from the front to the row
we what we know from the radio
jazz show even a rap
can still be no show
hot or not on the video
james
in
few of us around
they even know flash
from another ass
bet cash
is dissapearin fast
dancehalls
they hardly bob marley
get that soul on tracks
up
dont always make them lyrics up
if the soul yall feelin, lemme you say yeah
dont you it in the air