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

2

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

joe tex
in the of hip hop
get em out seats
fast cars and faster
em to the limit
the poetry of
taking names wit it
to techno
beat it up too
chords livin on a
sick lick
mutated, faded, now im fela
hate i cant find it radar
cross fader crossed
caught in the
cant want cause it costs some dollars
and the air snatched the and we abandoned
i think planned it

3

please, please,
dont grow on trees
why a show
very few show
folks
from the front to the row
we know what we from the radio
jazz show even a rap
can still be no black
hot or not depends on the
james
in
few of us around
they dont even know
from another ass
bet some
soul is fast
dancehalls
they aint bob marley
get soul back on tracks
up
dont make them lyrics lighten up
if the soul yall feelin, lemme you say yeah
you feel it in the air