Deepspace 5 - Music For The Soul lyrics

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Deepspace 5 - Music For The Soul lyrics

[Freddie B] I use to love her, like I'll never forget her It's Fred B. wearing that V for vendetta My mic sounds nice, running life through the finish line Giving it my all for all ya'll when I'm getting mine Nail in the coffin of the fallen child Outcast wanna hear it loud cause I'm idle while Iron claw to your jabber jaw, known to keep it raw See-saw, inconsistent raps, it should be a law Freddie???????, fans look for the finisher Keep up with the tide or just ride with your minister You one trick ponies are phonies and your miserable You say you got soul but your spirit ain't visible Third string bench rider wanna meet the all star Can't fit the shoes nor reach where we set the bar Reservoir full, overflowing with that good news Fighting for the music and it's freedom if you so choose (Music) It's real music ya'll (Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) [Sev Statik] I'm hit you where you hide your lies Bring it out with the right rhymes k** that noise, no disguise .... Revolution writing, we fighting ourselves You can call it gospel rap, whatever with that We pushing good news, labels and titles is all wack It's like one two, .... No mercy when we ignore His call This is music for the soul Carnivores on mics, we keep it raw (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) [manCHILD] I'm an old soul, holding the knowledge it's feeling illustrated Pages on the illest???? stages and these???? races Places I ain't been in ages with my thinning patience Faded off the minutes thinking later based on simple basics When I penetrate the paper, weight it down Ancient civilization cross town to hang around Make a sound sound better, Doug Day pound the drums out Free throw line rhyming now, hanging my tongue out Southeast space deep spitter, quick to represent a Greater way of living when we take it to your epicenter Hotter than Hells Kitchen even in the dead of winter Make it for the inner man it's something that you best remember Get a little bit of what I'm giving back We can hit these candy rappers in the shell until it cracks Elevate the higher learning but we teach on any track Started with the mind so your soul can piggyback Now. . . (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul) (Music. Music for the soul)