Old Soul - Akala, Niles "Asheber" Hailstones

I don’t wanna romanticize another time that’s gone by

But I have to be honest and tell you that

I am an old soul, sold,

Some Nina Simone is gonna put me in the zone

Quicker then some talk of Petrone

Or Crystal or or Pistol it’s oh so tedious

I want to hear some tunes

Like strange fruit with meaning in

I want to hear the wolf howling and the waters muddy

I want it to dance, want it to make me cry but also funny

Feeling that inner city blues, Marvin’s the town crier

Some soul-to-soul, some azwad with dubfire

Some Gregory Isaacs, a little touch of Dennis Brown

I love the soul but nothing moves me like that Reggae sound

Jamaican blood, sound system upbringing

Our black american cousins are big influences

On the songs we are singing.

It’s all Soul with Africa at it’s base

So Fela and Masakela, Makeba play from the same place

I remember, I remember

Do you remember?

I remember

I remember, I remember

Cause I’m just an old soul

I’m just an old soul

I’m just an old soul

Do you remember?