smiling faces when you're no.1
it's on, can you relate
the people that you meet
are the people that you love to hate
walk this way, talk this way
s**ers on my tip-no i don't need no bodyguards
i don't need no ridiculous j**elry 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 b**hes 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 b**h 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 sh**
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 sh**,
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..