[BARNEY ARTIST]
Gravitating towards greatness
Gradually making the statement
Boding what I'm stating
No person can go erase it
Flow ain't replicated
Interesting what I be spraying
Form be rocky, blows cocky, fools call this brotha' King David
Without a slingshot, I fling rock when I improv
Check out the vernacular accurate when I hip hop
Don't start with the maximum, adamant when I spit rocks
Real hip hop advocate and forget 'uh Rick Ross, 'uh
Can you see it, rapper's being anemic
Of blood cells of what I suppose acting depleted
Enough braille so you blind rappers can always read it
Or feel it
My insecure brotha' will now be preaching
On a mountain brotha' just spraying my sound
Hope you got one of those shirts that I'm wearing right now
Yeah, 'uh, and it's that real talk supper
My real cause hoping that you feel more brotha'

[Chorus]
And where's your soul at, is it registered where your wallet or your dough's at? Tell me where your home's at man, or do you even know that?
And where's your soul at, is it registered where your wallet or your dough's at? Tell me where your home's at man, or do you even know that man? where's your soul at?
[da da na na, da da na na, da da na na]
Where's your soul at? [da da na na,da da na na, da da na na]
[LESTER THE NIGHTFLY]
I'd rather sit and remain here hidden away
Forgetting the foot of the chase and finishing races
I've only been in this place for a minute and they... vaguely
Familiar faces ring me and say
Listen to [xxx] he's really amazing
But I ain't thinking he's great 'cause I'm bitter, I'm hating
After all you can't argue with the figures displaying cause' money musical talent within is the same thing
Right?
Debating life, wasting time
But time's days and nights
Trying to gain insight to the fading lights
On the road let the sun light the pavement bright
I'd rather stay inside and erase my mind
With patience, pages will negate my crimes and replace the lies that you based your pride on
This song

[Chorus]
And where's your soul at, is it registered where your wallet or your dough's at? Tell me where your home's at man, or do you even know that?
And where's your soul at, is it registered where your wallet or your dough's at? Tell me where your home's at man, or do you even know that man? where's your soul at?
[da da na na, da da na na, da da na na]
Where's your soul at? [da da na na,da da na na, da da na na]

[ALFA MIST]
Take the stand in pursuit of an ideal
Making it my mission to make time still
Shake the resistance from the right wing
Finding solace in a certain type of writing
Like minds along the right lines
And we're not on a hype thing
We're just on a fry up and a vibe thing
Wanna fly away from sight
Sing a song of six pence and a pocket full of rhymes type tribe
Try to make the music but a fraction of the mileage we cover
Enticed by the silence and the climate of the parallel
Escape the spinning of the carousel
Clear the peripheral
Remain on course for way beyond the window sill
Stare away from the sycophants incapable of independent thinking
Floating on the surface while we venture to the depths beyond the fires of the furnace
And carry on sinking
[Chorus]
And where's your soul at, is it registered where your wallet or your dough's at tell me where your home's at man, or do you even know that?
And where's your soul at, is it registered where your wallet or your dough's at tell me where your home's at man, or do you even know that man? where's your soul at?
[da da na na, da da na na, da da na na]
Where's your soul at? [da da na na,da da na na, da da na na] x3