Soul On Ice (Letra)

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pre>intro d bm d bm d bm

A f#m bm e a f#m bm e
Every story told me, is wasted on my ears
A f#m bm e a f#m bm e
Ah someone else’s therapy, well someone else’s fears
F#m e
Every body said ah come onto my side,
F#m e
Just to lead me up a blind alley way
F#m d a
Nothing worse than a fool’s advice
E d
And it aint’t hot enough for a soul on ice

Dhorus
F#m e d
Freezin freezin like a soul on ice
Freezin freezin like a soul on ice
F#m d e d e
Freezin freezin like a soul on ice, freezin!

Try to read the sharp words but they don’t even cut
They’re stupid and they’re absurd, they’re just another rut
Well baby i am gonna crash on a main road
Yeah and i am run aground on a sea
Nothing worse than a fool’s advice
And it aint’t hot enough for a soul on ice

Chorus ends on a then bridge
D
Nothing i can do, babe i’m trying to
A
Can’t even get a hand from you
D
Like a stranglehold, way you least expect
E a e f#m e f#m d e
Stand right here baby, freeezin too, freezin too, freezin too,
D bm d bm
Freezin freezin

Everybody’s sweet words they fall on stony ground
There’s nothing that they can do, can do, can do
To thaw this soul down
Well, every body said ah come onto my side,
Just to lead me up a blind alley way
Nothing worse than a fool’s advice
And it aint’t hot enough for a soul on ice

Chorus (2 times) /pre>

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We’ve been indoctrinated and convinced by the white racist standard of beauty
The overwhelming popularity of seeing, better off being, and looking white
My brothers attempt to defy the white man’s law and his system of values
Defiles his white woman, but my mum, master’s in the slave house again
Visions of her virginal white beauty
Dancin’in your head
Your soul’s on ice
Your soul’s on ice
Brother brother
Are you suffering from a social infection mis-direction
Excuse me does the white woman go better with the brooks brothers suit?
I have psychotic dreams
Your jism in a white chalk line
You let my sister go by
Used to be customary to bow one’s eyes at the sight of a white face konks and fade

Creams sad passion deferred dreams i am a reflection of you
Black and blue pure as the tears of coal-colored children crying for acceptance
You can’t run from yourself
She’s just an illusion
Black love anthems play behind white-skinned affection
New birth stereophonic spanish fly let her cry.
But you no longer burn for the motherland brown skin
You want blond-haired, blue-eyed soul
Snow white passion without the hot comb

Soul On Ice (Letra)

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Intro:
"soul" (echo)

Hook:
"soul on ice"

Verse 1:
I was told two wrongs don’t make a right
But three rights make a left
Act your age not your color
But i’d rather act darker
Mark a page with mazes of labyrinth
Fuck up a rhyme so bad
I leave the microphone abstinent
To mc or not to mc?
Beyond b.e.t. and mtv exists me
Origin
Cause god created man and man created hip hop
I declined to participate until i was orientated
I heard 50,000 drivebys
And 49,999 was lies
No surprise, as the sun rises
Thine eyes have seen the light
But we stalk the night
I expose like an overbite
In limbo i lamp
Rape the lady kill the tramp
The wrong action for the motive
So now
Give me 50,000 black angry role models
Take me to dc i’ll throw the first fuckin’ bottle
Cause i don’t give a fuck about a menial existence
And i don’t give a fuck about nonviolent resistance
Civil right will not suffice
In the name of jesus christ they got my soul on ice

Hook

Verse 2:
Walkin’ on skulls cause i’m two steps ahead
So i started at square three
Now i’m cubed like o’shea jackson be
Subzero catching fatalities to my spirituality
Smoke like a chimney, drink like a kennedy
Still no remedy
Fuck shooting a fair one
Cause open cuts from fuckin’ some nigga up
Can lead to contracting hiv positivity
You never know who got traits of femininity
What agwan, pussy wool blood clot
And deal with the bullshit bodybot business faggot
You play the villain
There will be another soundbwoy killin’
Benadryl pumps through my adrenaline
Feelin’ my raps weight
I track heavy like tony dofat
Hip hop is 2% milk but mostly no fat (phat)
And most mcs ain’t prepared
So what i say goes over your head like pubic hair
In 1999 (flip the script)
Triple six
One world government "novus ordo seclorum"
Check your dead president
Represented on the one dollar bill
And if clinton was the answer it was a stupid question
My soul’s on ice

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Soul On Ice (Letra)

Graham Parker

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