banned from our damn so called country no claim y all know the goddamn name some got the rest of the planet to feel us damn it substance over style that s right we on exile them ol heads from strong out the velt no love good looking out but damn sure felt hear me fear me appeared to disappear the sequel said keep pe from the people stole your soul kept the groove on your body black now you can t get your mind back too dirty for the source power 30 too clean for 30 year olds who wanna be sixteen i beg your pardon we belive in other genres you know what while your favorites just starting we come back to do a soul check every once in a while like a sonic you know what messiah to find out these cats got this thing running wild oh god bless the child soul power i m spitting in the wind til it knocks a tree down in the woods god is good either you stand for something or fall for anything you can get all the money cars and things and still have nothing looking for love in all the wrong places between getting high on the price tags and smilin faces thinkin you need rings and things rims and timbs that ain t rap that s being slaves again hip hop says you can be what you wanna be as long as you ain t f a k e it is a four letter word like fame that fades and if you believe it you re f u c k e d but how you sell soul to a soulless people who sold their soul i guess we all got stole on by some of the same cats that sold your soul out g wiz bring the beat back come on soul public enemy how you sell soul to a soulless people who sold their soul 