Reason – The Soul Lyrics

The Soul Lyrics by Reason

[Intro]
Wait, with all due respect to people who do an intro, I’d just rather do this s–t the way we’ve been doing it
Soulful

[Verse]
Look, patience, new beginning’s coming
Niggas been had drive, had to get the engine running
You either die chasing dreams or you gon’ live for nothing
Shit, nigga I’d get murdered ‘fore I not make it
N—-s told me, “spot’s taken”
N—a, it’s Reason, word to Liam Neeson
If it’s taken once then you can take it twice
Don’t ever think they love you, that’s some great advice
So if you ain’t used to pay attention, gotta pay the price
S–t, just a year ago, n—a, I was hating life
8-to-5 working for massa, I slaved through it
Nights crying to P like, “I hate music”
Now my shows sell out like Ray Lewis
Who is Reason, n—a? N—a, I’m the thin line

I’m one n—a that think he big time
A walking contradiction, but admit mine
Outspoken but horrible, my feelings inside
‘Til the beat play and all the pain come out
Let’s speak ’bout what this game about
I gave it all to make it, I’m not leaving
Do it for the streets, my n—a, the block bleeding
Better off swallowing knives than to try to stop Reason
I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I’m ‘Melo with the hoodie
Mike Jackson with the boogie, Kobe Bryant as a rookie
But… I kinda like this s–t
So if a protest me I’ma strike his s–t, Del Amo’s very own

Jordans in the closet, s–t, that’s where we bury bones
Soul ain’t needed help for years, carried on his own
And still Carson in the house, put on for my city
Ain’t no competition, we just got strong in the city
Ride for my city
A couple homies died and I cried for my city
Wishing they was here to see it
Never asked Soul for help ’cause I didn’t need it
Want him to be proud, I still respect him as a leader
So I paved my own way, made my own decisions
Keem asked if I was signed with Top and I felt indifferent
Not that I’m not grateful, just got my apprehensions, s–t

“N—a, what apprehensions you got?”
Came from the bottom, so of course I’m apprehensive of Top
Grew up with Crips, of course I’m apprehensive of Rock
Feel I’m the greatest, of course I’m apprehensive of Dot
Been often hated, ain’t a square but come from the block
Look, my family sell dope, cousin caught some bodies
Now I sell crack music on some records, caught some hom-ies
Got signed, still broke, got high, still low
Long as Reason still spitting, n—a, still got hope
Reason do this for the soul of it
Ain’t scared of laying in dirt, n—a, we rose from it
The game’s mine, it’s not yours like nose running
Swag dripping like water so it’s ironic how these hoes running to a n—a
N—a, it’s crazy how these hoes used to do a n—a
Couldn’t get attention if I paid for it
But I’m that n—a now

Used to run around chasing b—–s
Now I’m giving b—–s the run-around, script-flipping
Don’t compare me to n—-s, this a big difference
I do this s–t for the scholars and for the Crip n—-s
With their weapons raised
Knew I would be the second coming in the second grade
Reason hustled with it
I don’t do much talking, more of a demonstrator
Music turned a meeting with Top into a “see you later”
Later turned that “see you later” to a “welcome home”
Won’t take my foot off the gas until I’m dead and gone

Moosa said, “Patience, new beginning’s coming”
N—-s been had drive, Top got the engine running
Either stand for something or you gon’ live for nothing
S–t I’ma live for something, can’t give this s–t up
I was cursed with a dream
Ain’t nothing sweet about me, I ain’t candy
But watch this star burst on the scene
I was giving a blessing
It’s a slap in God’s face if I ain’t a living legend
My family needs the blessings
Pops still working, auntie on the block
Mama in the hood, Faun still locked
Still ain’t finished so I owe something
Reason do it for the soul of it
There you have it