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Art Of Soul

: If you can't stand upon the water I will see you on the ocean floor When you blink do you only find the misery between the lines? Then take my hand

If you can't stand upon the water I will see you on the ocean floor When you blink do you only find the misery between the lines? Then take my hand and

start the show Supposed to only call me 'Lo But you can call me The Soul Machine Watch ? HEEEEYYYY YYEEAAAA ? See what I mean? Four million flavors of the southern soul

Yo, this girl called me.. "Hi Pos! Heard your shit, back in style baby!" .. heard the De La, said I'm back in style y'know? Heh.. [scratching] "You-

Ladies and gentlemen! We got De La up in the house tonight They just walked up in here We gon' see if they can come up here and do a lil' somethin for

fright What you know about my writes? (my writes) Ah what you know about my writes? (my writes) [Xzibit] Yeah, yeah, look I'm Samson without Delilah, the soul

[Chaka Khan] Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh Oooh noo-ohhh, noo-ohhh! [Chorus: Chaka Khan x2] It ain't all

thinks our joints is aight, here's a swab for ya ear (to clean out ya lobe) and listen to a few views from two crews spittin for the art of it We ain'

Ohhh ohh, ohh OHH ohh ohh Ohhh ohh, ohh OHH ohh ohh, ohh we talkin bout [D.V. Alias Khrist] Hot times, runnin thru ya city If you miss it now it'll