[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
This one's for the children
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
This one’s for the children (Kids)
[Chorus: Jakk Da Rhymer & Lex Ghisu]
Sell out your dreams
Sell everything
Say you never gonna make it
Unless you buy a new chain
Say you never gon' change
Unless you sell everything
Say you never gonna make it
Unless you get a new chain
Got to sell your soul just to make a little dough
You got to to sell your soul just to make a little dough
If you wanna know what I know
Just to make a lil dough
Got to sell your soul, sell your soul
Got to sell your soul
(This one's for the kids)
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
[Verse 1: Jakk Da Rhymer]
Yo, I had a man that took his head off
Goddamn, that’s real shit
I wonder what he was feelin' when he was fillin' the clip
I can't allow myself to go down that lane
So, I drown my pain
In lyric with a ballpoint and chain
I'ma slave to the scripture, never betrayin' the mission
Or deferrin' the dream [?] kings and queen, let's
Pledge allegiance to strength and genius, uh
Seen the sweetest kids turn violent in the wrong setting
So keep your mind to the cloud when the ground get to tremblin’
Release your pain, babe, let sound become your medicine
We all have a particular design and plan
So keep strong, your body embodies a body of land
And, and let your soul be your tyrant
Your heart be the power and the mind be the migrant
The tides is changed, I bring a flood to the fires
[Bridge]
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
[Verse 2: Capital STEEZ]
Bass down, eighth loud with amazin’ sounds
Peep the last joint, I told you I'ma make ’em proud
Tell them other cats we got a hurricane in town
Thought hip-hop was dead, now we breakin' grounds
Zombies, but our heartbeats march free
I'ma raise an A and R-my but won't raise arms, we raise arms calmly
And sound waves like tsunamis
Sure hits, fuck Billboard hits
I don’t need a gold diamond to spit raw shit
I don't need blood diamonds to feel more rich just for kicks
If you're shinin', they'll steal your kicks
So who gon' stop us if poverty can't?
Man, give it time, they'll acknowledge the camp
Or at least recognize me as a quality man
I got drive, niggas couldn't walk a mile in these Vans
Wordplay needed first aid
So good with the verbs, it was almost seamless
Realized I was a genius
And stopped givin' a fuck like my third grade teacher
They said I lacked the pedigree
But my degree of penmanship is shittin' on the industry
So homie, what you tellin' me?
It's power to the trinity and death to the industry
Fuck it
[Chorus: Jakk Da Rhymer & Lex Ghisu]
Sell out your dreams
Sell everything
Say you never gonna make it
Unless you buy a new chain
Say you never gon change
Unless you sell everything
Say you never gonna make it
Unless you get a new chain
Got to sell your soul just to make a little dough
Got to sell your soul just to make a little dough
Nothing but the other unknowns
Just to make a lil dough
Got to sell your soul sell your soul Got to sell your soul
This one's for the kids
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
I got soul
[Outro]
So close to the goal
So close to the goal
So close to the goal
So close to the goal
So close to the goal
So close to the goal
So close to the goal
So close to the goal
Why did you buy a computer?
Well, I was very interested in the new technology, and didn't want to be left behind. I don't think it's only for the youngsters at school, now. I think us older ones will have to learn a lot about it
It's all connected, bruh. It's all the same thing
