Lyrics to Can't Have My Soul
Verse1
Go on tell em how it is, this world's gone crazy/
How the heck we debating killin' babies?/
And I hope I piss a lot of people off/
Defend it how you like but you still killin' babies/
Twist it, that's what the devil does/
Inch by inch we take it how it comes/
That ain't religion talking that's real life/
That's double edged sword yeah real Knife/
Uh, & we sick to the bone/
Detox now gotta kill what I've become/
Habits - gotta beat em like a drum/
Addicts - gotta turn around & run/
That is the only way you gone make it/
Just cause they feed it to the world don't mean you gotta take it/
This fast food generation got young bloods trippin'/
Eyes wide shut they ain't catchin' me slipping'/
Chorus
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
Verse 2
I said the spirit is willin' but the body is weak/
So everyday I wake up I try and stay asleep/
Don't let em get it twisted, I don't mean Z's/
I told you on my last record Jesus is my dream/
Uh, so sweet dreams, and good night/
And rest them weary bones for the good fight/
We got wicked hearts, and the flesh fails/
Ever heard a little term called Sex Sells/
Now we got 40 million people watchin' porno/
It didn't happen over night that was slow mo/
They gave em just a little bit, kept comin' back/
Then increased the dosage, similar to crack/
Uh, and there's a lonely child stuck in the hood/
Hangin' with brotha's that's up to no good/
So watch and pray, like all day/
Or temptation's gonna shape you up the hard way/
Chorus
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
Verse 3
Last verse I'm goin' in, in, Ay open up the window/
Straight off top got em askin' where's the indo/
I don't need no indo, I don't need no patron/
Gotta keep it clean this is God's second home/
Yeah, this is God's second home/
And every line I spit he's right there with me in the zone/
Resist the devil and he will flee from you/
Sit around and wait and you will get to know a dumb you/
Yeah, he's the master of disguise/
Take the truth bend it just a little bit until it lies/
That's his forte, start with foreplay/
Started smoking weed once a month now it's all day/
Now he stay high, while he ride the beat/
Brain on vacation dirty mouth workin' overtime/
And I'm outta' time and I'm done rappin'/
I aint nobody special please no clappin'/
Chorus 2X
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
Go on tell em how it is, this world's gone crazy/
How the heck we debating killin' babies?/
And I hope I piss a lot of people off/
Defend it how you like but you still killin' babies/
Twist it, that's what the devil does/
Inch by inch we take it how it comes/
That ain't religion talking that's real life/
That's double edged sword yeah real Knife/
Uh, & we sick to the bone/
Detox now gotta kill what I've become/
Habits - gotta beat em like a drum/
Addicts - gotta turn around & run/
That is the only way you gone make it/
Just cause they feed it to the world don't mean you gotta take it/
This fast food generation got young bloods trippin'/
Eyes wide shut they ain't catchin' me slipping'/
Chorus
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
Verse 2
I said the spirit is willin' but the body is weak/
So everyday I wake up I try and stay asleep/
Don't let em get it twisted, I don't mean Z's/
I told you on my last record Jesus is my dream/
Uh, so sweet dreams, and good night/
And rest them weary bones for the good fight/
We got wicked hearts, and the flesh fails/
Ever heard a little term called Sex Sells/
Now we got 40 million people watchin' porno/
It didn't happen over night that was slow mo/
They gave em just a little bit, kept comin' back/
Then increased the dosage, similar to crack/
Uh, and there's a lonely child stuck in the hood/
Hangin' with brotha's that's up to no good/
So watch and pray, like all day/
Or temptation's gonna shape you up the hard way/
Chorus
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
Verse 3
Last verse I'm goin' in, in, Ay open up the window/
Straight off top got em askin' where's the indo/
I don't need no indo, I don't need no patron/
Gotta keep it clean this is God's second home/
Yeah, this is God's second home/
And every line I spit he's right there with me in the zone/
Resist the devil and he will flee from you/
Sit around and wait and you will get to know a dumb you/
Yeah, he's the master of disguise/
Take the truth bend it just a little bit until it lies/
That's his forte, start with foreplay/
Started smoking weed once a month now it's all day/
Now he stay high, while he ride the beat/
Brain on vacation dirty mouth workin' overtime/
And I'm outta' time and I'm done rappin'/
I aint nobody special please no clappin'/
Chorus 2X
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
You can't have my soul.
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