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the same song heard
and over
and and over
and and over
gotta tell me why the hell they got a rover
much of arizona
still grow a
in dirt
im
you dont know burke
or james brown did
or the son of
ike beats
he got meaner wit tina
when times were
cats did six
at the appollo, holla
dyamite below 5 dollars
sax
dont be so
were trumpets
cmon can you it
off over the
took the soul for
air stole the soul like a

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
cars and faster women
take em to the
the poetry of
taking names wit it
to techno
beat it up too
dark chords on a
sick guitar
mutated, faded, now im fela
hate i cant find it without
cross fader crossed
in the chaos
cant hear want cause it costs some
and the air snatched the and we abandoned
i think planned it

3

please, please,
soul grow on trees
why a blues
few blacks show
white
the front to the back 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 dont even flash
from another ass
bet cash
soul is dissapearin
sorry
they aint hardly bob
get soul back on tracks
up
dont always make them lyrics up
if the soul yall feelin, lemme hear you say
you feel it in the air