
The people that you meet are the people that you love to hate
Walk this way, talk this way, suckers on my tip-no
I don't need no bodyguards, i don't need no ridiculous jewelry
Vibing the industry, it's people- acting funny with my money, it's
Everything will be taken care of, honey- the fuzzing and the buzzing-
The dealing and the wheeling, shady bitches in big, black limousines
Digging my stuff with a gangsterly..huhu, cashflow's extreme
Yes, i'm getting paid, hey, here's what the people say, this fool's glocking crazy geeze
The bitch is selling out- he's given up integrity-..huh
To me it's a job, the case is sublime, you get yours, i get mine-
Call me a prostitute
Digging the inner so you don't get under, no, my name ain't alexander the great
But came and i saw and i conquered and now i'm in the house
And now the house is haunted cause i can talk this shit
I'm in the game, even when they're kicking it, a hustler
Hitting the big time with mental stamina, with karma spread from the south of france
. to l.a.- to indochina, and i don't quit, i'm coming on
With another hit and playing it rough- with an attitude way out there, yeah
No playing it safe in here, -fool, you don't wanna be rude, - go ahead
---you don't wanna be rude, -go ahead
Call me a prostitute
I was born, growing up, i finished my cup, said good luck, dad-
With a back up from the giddy up--
Began as a problem youth, running wild with the deuce, the juice
I tolled a while but not in vain, whiskey, women, joy and pain
I had to get away and start my own odyssey
. and now i'm back,--what's up,--check me,--take a loupe,--for the close up
See me through, i'm a soulman, i'm a soulman, and i go shoob...
Ain't no sellout, im the shit, there ain't no substitute
You get yours and i get mine, call me a prostitute..
I'm a soulman, and i go shoob, i'm a soulman..
Gold/seum/1995