K-Rino - Soul Merchants lyrics

(K-Rino) Yeah, we used to wake up fiending to right words in between the paper's lines that had meaning Seeking hood recognition fighting for physician Being strengthened by the competition But once the game started growing struggles came without us knowing and the pain started showing We took pride in intellect and sk** Now you gotta have some s** appeal to get a record deal And if you did come correct they soon made ya change ya tune once they called you in that special room They pimping you but you too weak to fight Without your manhood I don't see how you can sleep at night We the ones they tried to ruin When we started spewing facts on what the government was doing Somebody needs to break the street 'Cos Master got these fake gangsters sitting down to take a leak Chorus (K-Rino) Ha, you got a nice new credit car A chain and a female purchased at the titty bar Five million in your bank account But a bunch of friends and family that you never think about Just an*lyse how you looking dude Don't even wanna feed the same folks who helped you cook the food You chose money over pride, denied everybody Locked in the internal courtship of the Illuminati Then you blowed up over night Did what you were told to do and wrote what you were told to write But K-Rino was broke form the mould of dolomite With no let go of my creative control in sight Shoutout to Savage Mike and Paragon I won't stop until the the whole world done heard Farrakhan I keep my soul like Sarah Vaughan We got got long wind, you like a fool with one lung in a marathon Chorus (K-Rino) Haha, you started climbing up the public ladder Weeks after the Devil made you switch and change your subject matter And if you buck they go the exta mile and swallow you And start piling tonnes of propaganda just to silence you Most people would say, "Hell no!" When you ask them have you head of COINTELPRO They out to murder any black who's formidable You know why King was really k**ed? He started getting political See, they don't mind you being famous Until you start speaking God's language, then you're dangerous And now he must be eliminated After threats, 99% become intimidated You turned your back on those who bled with ya They out the picture now that Satan's in the bed with ya We should catch you and cut your thumbs off For selling out the hood when they threaten to cut your funds off