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$OUL'D OUT (EP)

by The Soul Pros

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ADVOCATES OF CHANGE (Make this land a better land, in the world in which we live) Yeah y’all, Mike Wird, Pavlo Kee, A-L on the production Verse 1 (Pavlo Kee): Brown-skinned soul mellow brother in the mix Left fist raised, to let ‘em know we still exist Up in this maze, where the journey to the end’s More important than the finish, change perklin’ within While they murkin’ all our kin and turn us into heartless Mindless souls, livin’ in compartments Livin’ in the darkness or hiding behind screens I’d opt to build community, shining like high beams Vibrantly rising, know your self worth Put your physical, mental, and spiritual health first Roll with artists, activists, and educators on a quest Grindin’ hard till the weight of the world up on they chest Gets lifted, at least for a split second Makin’ all that work worth it now livin’ in the present For my advocates of change steady stayin’ on the grind Know your work’s not in vain at this moment in time Chorus (Pavlo Kee and Mike Wird): Know your work’s not in vain at this moment in time There’s more work, we got the lane hold your focus in line One time for my people with change on they mind (A-L cuts) And if mine are needy I need to feed mine Know your work’s not in vain at this moment in time There’s more work, we got the lane hold your focus in line One time for my people on that activist grind (A-L cuts) Make this land a better land Verse 2 (Mike Wird): Yeah, uh one, two, uh one two, check it I write raps in the book of life And illustrate on the mic what life’s lookin’ like Paintin’ pictures with the wirds that ya should recite If ya woulda ya coulda, in the hood of night I gets to bring forth to light what the hood ignites Its like steppin’ up even when ya shook from fright The pure adrenaline tellin’ ‘em yo hook a right It takes a lot to manage the damage ya took tonight? And on every other evening, weekend warriors Don’t mean to spoil your fun or straight bore ya That’s life, and there’s way much more to this Why these suckas on a mission to change more to less That’s not exciting me, not inviting to me Tellin’ the truth to the world but ya lyin’ to me Whatever though hope yall caught up soon We'll be waiting debatin’ how to get you thru (We gotta make this land a better land, in the world in which we live) Chorus
2.
SUMMER TIME Verse 1 (Mike Wird): Summer time in the Denver city’s crazy hot We need shade not people acting shady, pops Didn't show me much but he told me once Just show love and watch it'll hold you up So as I rise from the heat of the A.M. sun I give thanks in this way my days' just begun, A yo it's just begun, a yo it's just begun, it's just begun Verse 2 (Pavlo Kee): I took a deep breath in and exhaled the week’s stress It’s times like these, we blessed for each breath I step, outside see what’s crackin’ Some African drumming in the park, that’s what’s happenin’ A walk for the soul on my lonesome’s nice Link up with the folks, so the motion’s right Crack an ice cold one, the night’s barley just begun It’s a Sunday ‘round seven finally the bold sun says Chorus (Mike Wird): PEACE to my people, ‘cuz it’s hot outside Keep cool, ‘cuz the Fahrenheit is on the rise Mile High, city in the sky So cold, we keep it chilly in July Verse 3 (Pavlo Kee): Say PEACE to the park, jazz seeps into the dark Smooth end to the day, but to me it’s just the start Stroll back to the hilt, call the folks, start the grill Park Hill backyard barbeques is always chill On my lounge mode, but ready for whatever comes Dudes act delirious from too much of Denver’s sun (A-L cuts) Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot Verse 4 (Mike Wird): PEACE to my lady and my babies I don't have to creep Mastery of the word play got ladies after me Pass the trees after we get thru rockin’ the masterpiece Ballroom, call who ever you want we all cool Now all you gotta do is....say (A-L cuts) peace, peace, peace, peace Chorus Verse 5 (Pavlo Kee): Aviana lookin’ fresh, so I’m ready to go She gotta multi-colored headwrap, bright reds and yellows Me rockin’ a white kangol, smooth, fresh, and mellow Slanted at a slight angle, coolin’ with my fellows We can hit the funky Buddha or la Rumba if you wanna It’s no issue if you want medicinal marijuana Feel the calm of the vibe on a night like this one Rep the city in the sky, Elroy Jetson Chorus
3.
MONEY AND THE MEANING OF LIFE Intro (Pavlo Kee): Purpose, meaning, working, scheming, killing, dying, stealing, crying (x2) Verse 1 (Mike Wird): Misplaced motivation Corporations across the globe controllin nations The culmination of people that don't know they way in On the outside mouths wide open achin Bellies tell me that the hell we in is more than makin A profit off the clock and off the fornication Watch the vatican like Annikan they quarter mason Quarter politician, banker and they more than hatin Food, clothes, shelter, water, air, transportation Man's poor taste in design is why the land's more wasted And more vacant, resources hoarded ain't shit To the transnationals aint nothin sacred They stay frontin on our love of the ancients Now we're all just on a modern day slaveship Greenin’ the block is off for our generation It's gentrification, most work for money... we work for education Verse 2 (Pavlo Kee): Be careful lettin’ it control you It can manipulate, consume you or mold you Eyo, it’s been known to buy souls too How can you pull yourself up by the bootstraps if ya got no shoes Old news, stress and strife The cause of pain deep down on a restless night As if hardships engrained, arguments and fights The true reason why the young die in wars while fight for the stars and stripes All for the force of greed There’s more to life and there’s definitely more to me Until infinity, we stand against these corporate thieves Alongside the 99, not the one percent ruling class authorities Some of y’all in bed still Sleepin’ on the fact the shit’s about to get real They want us dead still or runnin’ on a treadmill Business as usual in the matrix take the blue pill or red pill Chorus (Pavlo Kee): So what’s the purpose of it? and what’s the meanin’ of it? Some people workin’ for it, some people schemin’ for it While others killin’ for it, some brother dyin’ for it While others stealin’ for it and mothers cryin’ over it So what’s the purpose? Verse 3 (Molina Speaks): It's the red versus blue and the white control the stars and the strips and the fame and the cars and bars and the applause, man lands on mars and the gods in the body redesigned as object For profit, the main project of prophets, The toxic content on cigarette boxes Never cautious, it's nonstop and nonsense It's lawless, godless, slaves and Plessy It's sexy, it's messy, guns and pussy It's party and bullshit, who got the juice? It's karma and truth when I hit the booth Something that I want too, cuz it's freedom fool It's trade and debt, only seven percent is in print, The other 93 digits never spent A gamblers bet- a future classic rhyme Cuz the people know the only true currency is time Verse 4 (AD): While people livin' for them paper trails Rockefeller, Usury and Economic Jails And people livin' for the hope of gettin outta debt To buy our Freedom or Justice and due respect Like 40 acres and a school, we ain't seen it yet We tryin' to educate our youth and keep their heads in check And we know respect, respect ain't found in something hollow Ignorant sheep, you got a few to follow But with hip hop culture alive in Colorado It's the peoples Revolution and we manifest solutions for the paper games I'll meet the people at the FED, burn it down in flames Cause all this fake paper money got you lock'd in chains And illusion is confusing most the peoples brains But it's the love for the cabbage that turn my people savage! Chorus (x4) Singing Hook (AD): The Game's to have you chasin' dreams They want you chasin' endlessly They got you chasin' Funny Money
4.
GIVE A POOR MAN A BREAK Give the poor man a break Verse 1 (Pavlo Kee): Here’s a little story I got to tell About crooked politicians that we know so well I told y’all once, I told y’all twice, I’mma keep tellin’ y’all till the end of the night ‘Cuz the whole world is ready to exhale The whole world’s ready to rebel Tell your homies on the block, hit the streets from Tunisia to Brazil ‘Cuz the rich just rob and steal (Give the poor man a break) Most times I chill nonchalant But it’s time to fight back like my name was Tousaint I’m just being honest, I’m sick of the nonsense Who roams this earth to keep up with the Joneses ‘Cuz they corrupt as hell and we know that It ain’t hard to tell, it don’t take much to show that Deca said, “it’s like a slap in the face” Got the whole entire world screaming that’s the breaks Chorus: So just give the poor man a break Can ya give the poor man a break We gotta give the poor man a break You gotta give the poor man a break Verse 2 (Mike Wird): A few years ago a friend of mine Told me to fight for my rights if I'm Gonna free my kind & see why crime Really exists I gotta keep mind Sharp, sharper than a gensu knife Lift u right, up out of the shit you like Like, baby it's a whole new world A whole new ball game, I'll show you girl Can't stop the rock won't stop the rock Sucka emcees need to get off the jock Cuz the rich get richer while the poor stay poor So why you all worried like you Georgie pourgie Kissed all the girls and make em all cry In the oldest profession just to get by While our babies stay stuck in developement stages Navigatin thru the citys' one hell of a maze ....so just...can you? Chorus Verse 3 (Pavlo Kee): They sitting back laughin’ as we go to war And don’t care about killin’ if it’s poor on poor Livin’ in a mansion, makin’ cheddar galore Too buy tryin’ to be like them to settle the score I can glamorize it and the bling I got But when he criticized it Dr. King got shot In the face, bitter taste that it left in the place Hit the breaks ‘cuz we sick of the maze Verse 4 (Mike Wird): Enough is enough but folks don’t got much Now the American dream just means get locked up Perfect example of how to rob and steal Is fractional banking, it's got us all ill Even if it goes right over your head, It's still in the pocket, they got rights over ya bread Don't believe us check the I-R-S Get more money and it might start stress Chorus (A-L Cuts)
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SOULED OUT (A-L cuts on Chorus) Verse 1 (Mike Wird): I've never sold out a show or my soul They say never say never, but low and behold Ever is in never so for-ever I'ma glow Doe or no doe, my endevours are a go I'm not fooled by the overnight rap star Or the globe trottin' legends that wanna act hard Yeah your right, I'm not on your level yo Whatever though, all I know is ya can't really measure soul Verse 2 (Pavlo Kee): Nod your heads in affirmation Dedication to the elders the planet and our future generations Preservation of a movement based in Music for the soul with flavor to marinate in Rhythm-filled wisdom still the sensationalism Dominates the airwaves, makin’ it hard to listen To what radio plays, ‘cuz it’s stripped of heart and vision The Soul Pros can’t be sold through a business proposition Chorus (A-L cuts): Verse 3 (Mike Wird): Rappers claim the humble tip, but under their breathe mumblin’ How they too good to do good for none of them But what if one of them needs you to see em thru the thunder and Lightning getting to the other side can be frightning Heightening anothers awareness is the right thing To do, but the right thing ain't cool For most, on they quest to be kings So when they say they got soul, I question they means Verse 4 (Pavlo Kee): Billboard verse a masterpiece up on the street Big money studios versus home-cooked beats Sex sells versus b-girl skill Studio thugs ballin’ versus real souls rottin’ in jail Nothingness versus substance out the trunk thumpin’ Egos versus Afronaut Funk up in the function Makin’ somethin’ out of nothin’ but it’s still fresh and clean Soul proclaimin’ sound culture in 2013 nawmean! Chorus (A-L cuts)

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released September 24, 2013

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The Soul Pros are a Hip Hop collective based out of Colorado consisting of Pavlo Kee (emcee), Mike Wird (emcee) and DJ A-L (deejay, producer).
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