MicP - Hip Hop Soul Lyrics

INTRO
GR: Hey baby!
MP: You talking to me?
GR: Yeah, you!
MP: What's up Unk?
GR: You got it.
MP: Let me show em' Hip Hop Soul let's go

VERSE 1:
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Get you pumped up from the country to big city
I'm the Emcee son and I don't mean Lil' Diggy
Spit raps that DJs just have to wiki wiki
Reverse it back you'll probably here angelic laughs
The spells which I craft to get the devil's mad
Been through hell and back astral travel the heavens
And returned just to tell you that, this world class, & for God's sake.
Your grades are measured by how much your heart weighs against a feather
Your DNA is written with every letter contained in the scriptures
In Aramaic & nature's language of the Medu-neter
Word is bond. born in a body Good God
My spirit re-spawned through my Mama Yvonne
Tap into my inner genius. who needs Elon?
Keep calm, you're right where we belong
And you can feel my soul in each song
Indeed you can feel my soul in each song

HOOK:
Mix a little bit of folk with gospel
And a whole lot of funk with rock and roll
Modern classic, ill, blues, and pop too
Mix it in the pot. what you got? hip hop soul
I got the goods. oh God. I got the gold
Now everybody rock and roll with hip hop for your soul
Let's go

VERSE 2:
I get you amped up on some rock and roll band stuff
Hip Hop's my heart she made me romance her
On some grown man stuff oh boy, B-girls and boys
Onyx slam like they're throwing Tantrums
Make a slow dancer jump around and krump as if they got no manners
Even good old Grandma go back into bad Mamma Jamma mode
When those strings get plucked by Los' Santana. Whoa!
Here goes damage control/ my famo owns the sample
I flipped it into a hip hop holy anthem
It touches Souls like an Aum mantra
The fake-woke & Dreams slayers want the show canceled
I wrap my headband turn the mic on and go Rambo
Spiritual armor and lyrics as my only ammo
Backed up by truth that pokes holes in the slander
Good God, I naturally got the glow & the glamour

VERSE 3:
A long haired rebel like Uncle Gary Revel
Futuristic with this music but it's eerily retro
The meek will inherit the Earth. Yeah, there's levels
Keep balance with the bounce, mid-range, bass, and treble.
Hey, yo. we go high as heaven but they say hello
Believers know peace is the greeting that's best though
Don't need a puppeteer Guippedo. probably a weird pedo
I would have wrote Pinocchio to go full klepto
God got me fueled up with pure Petro
Etched out my own Niche with a curved bevel
Cut from the Cornerstone they rejected and rocked with Jacob wrestled
Came a long way from that little boy in the ghetto
Cause' the God I trust in is real
Still haven't gone goy for the shekels. Ya see
My over soul is a Cloister full of harmonic voices
Nestled together so powerful, it forces
All you're annoying psychotic noises to settle.
God bless you