Hey sista, soul Sista, sista Hey sista, sista Sista, soul Hey sista, soul Sista, soul
Yo, did you just like, get our I might be talkin' about you And if you're lookin' at your deck Or your CD like, what is that? Yeah, possibilty is, you If you nonchalant lookin' out The like You ain't really feelin' and like Yeah, it be you
An' if you sittin' still you're a little bit nervous 'Cuz you really know what I'm getting ready To come with, you Oh but, ones that are bobbin' heads up and down And feelin' this 'cuz, it's all that I represent you, So we do this
How many don' did it, did it before Freak somebody's shit knowing that it yours Now a ramification just for that Bite somebody sug', and gon' bite you back You busy smilin', smilin', grinnin' in my time tryna take my place Now this is for the real cat, leaders of the pack Just remember, God got yo'
See it's too many of ya'll in the same boat Gettin' too heavy and the boat can't Here's a little somethin' to make you You goin' down if the sinks
too many of ya'll ridin' in the same boat It's too heavy and the boat can't float But there's a little somethin' to you think You down under if the mother sinks
You that ya'll oughta quit it, quit it, quit it for sure Slidin' by on Xerox thinkin' we don't That's the luck if the rhythm can't in the place The only thing that's is my face You got me burnin', yearnin', turnin' in my soul music be who I be Now is for the real soul cat, leaders of the pack remember, Stone got yo' back
See it's too many of ya'll in the same boat Getting too heavy and the can't float a little something to make you think You down if the mother sinks
Soul soul insurance Soul soul insurance Soul soul soul Soul soul insurance
See it's too many of ya'll in the same boat Getting too heavy and the boat can't Here's a little something to make you You goin' down if the sinks
Too many of ya'll, too many of ya'll to for Too many of ya'll, too of ya'll to come for Too many of ya'll, too many of to come for Too of ya'll, too many of ya'll to come for
Imitating, business dealing, melody tryna Some were born to sin, some But baby, that's 'cuz I learned You really know music You'll be for a while But if you're takin' from the leader Baby, yo' ass goodbye
Soul, music is for the real brothers who Are called the leaders of the You who you are, you said it all baby, hey
Big ups to the peeps that kept the turning, yo To my mellow, Curtis Mr. Marvin Gaye, Mr. Hathaway, Betty Wright True of soul music And to the new of soul Leaders of the You who you are Big ups to you Keep it goin', goin',