The Soul - Joe Budden

Same characters but the show’s different

Just listen, it feels like the soul went missing

I remember copping that compact disc just to take off the wrapping

It was more then rapping

Read credits, till every name’s embedded

One day, I’m a be just like them, bet it!

One day, I’m a come and lace the team

With their favorite things when I grace the screen, coasting!

I mean, it’s nothing like what I was hoping

No emotion, we just going through the motions

I used to watch the videos just to see the new shit

Wanted to see it first, I thought I’d be exclusive

Remember getting hyped off my first Casio

Suped up writing my first verse, it was ass though

Acappella, no beat and a bad flow

Damn I miss the good ol' days, when we had soul

I remember each day putting my fav song on replay

But my tape deck would always eat tapes

I’d put my finger in the middle trying to fix it

Just for the shit to end up sounding twisted

Pressing clothes before school, I was matching

Liked the girl in class, got mad when she was absent

Wasn’t a baller and I ain’t have no game

So what could I do besides ignore her?

Or, my first fight with no brothers to get

I remember being scared as shit and he had all this lip

And I ain’t have hands not a bit

Just knew that I ain’t wanna get hit

So staring at the clock, I ain’t trying to see 3 o’clock hit

But I never found the back door

Him?

He ended up with a tapped jaw

As for me?

I ended up with that bad broad

Damn, I miss the good ol' days, I wish we had more

Maybe I’m feeling like a kid today

I mean, I used to want to have a house party watching House Party, Kid & Play

I had the low tops, kicks and the fades

I remember my first piece of ass from a hot chick

Surprised she gave it to me, was shocked I got it

Ol' girl image of me was all ruined

Had to be thinking «the fuck’s this boy doing?»

So hard I flirted just to be all nervous

Wish she could see me now, I’m so perverted

I tell her «I'm so glad I found you

Are you ready for round two?

Or can I mount you?»

In old pics I used to look like a clown dude

When I had know idea what I’d amount to

A nigga used to be out of control

Man, I miss the good ol' days, when we had soul