Can't Have My Soul by Je'kob


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Can't Have My Soul
by Je'kob

Album: Faith Hope Love - The Eutopian Mixes


Verse1

Go on tell em how it is, this worldís 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, thatís what the devil does
Inch by inch we take it how it comes
That ainít religion talking thatís real life
Thatís double edged sword yeah real Knife
Uh, & we sick to the bone
Detox now gotta kill what Iíve 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 donít mean you gotta take it
This fast food generation got young bloods trippin'
Eyes wide shut they ainít catchin' me slipping'

Chorus

You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.
You canít 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
Donít let em get it twisted, I donít mean Zís
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 ďSex SellsĒ
Now we got 40 million people watchin' porno
It didnít 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 thereís a lonely child stuck in the hood
Hangin' with brothaís thatís up to no good
So watch and pray, like all day
Or temptationís gonna shape you up the hard way

Chorus

You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.

Verse 3

Last verse Iím goin' in, in, Ay open up the window
Straight off top got em askin' whereís the indo
I donít need no indo, I donít need no patron
Gotta keep it clean this is Godís second home
Yeah, this is Godís second home
And every line I spit heís 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, heís the master of disguise
Take the truth bend it just a little bit until it lies
Thatís his forte, start with foreplay
Started smoking weed once a month now itís all day
Now he stay high, while he ride the beat
Brain on vacation dirty mouth workin' overtime
And Iím outta' time and Iím done rappin'
I aint nobody special please no clappin'

Chorus 2X

You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.
You canít have my soul.


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