作詞：Jackson Turner
作曲：Soulspeak
Feel the funk in your knees
And get to swinging them back and forth
Everybody in the audience acting all funny
It's blasphemy the minute they clap for me
Cause I believe there's more to life than the cash money
Hear the saxophone breaking the sound barrier
Ask the Lord, raw like barbarians
In it from hat to toe
Back with Soul Serenade, Aretha Franklin style
It's so serious
Blow speakers apart from both stereos
Soon as the music hit it feels like fairy dust
Seen American dreams fade out into oblivion
But the rhythm will be here to stay
A full blown rebel, all the way to the bone marrow
Put the fear of God in you like the Warsaw Ghetto
It's on, till my very last breath I'm crack the mold
Heretic, and we bring it right back it go…
Whoa! Quick witted and topical
Whoa! Knock both of your soxes off
Whoa! Head swinging like rock and roll
Lock load, que te paso?
Whoa! Cause I think that its possible
Whoa! Concrete, philosophical
Whoa! If you living hip-hop it go
Lock load, que te paso?
They say I'm quick with the syllables
I don't even stop anymore
In your gut like umbilical chords
I been involved in this thing before the RZA was called Bobby Digital
I twist darts, in a Carhart
Check the literature
I send across thoughts critical, a bit too mature for y'all
Here we go
Shit is all lyrical, raw rhythm will cause miracles
Got the walls in your living room bumping
It's so fucking ridiculous up in the spot
Old school baby, like it or not
I break it down into fraction size
Half the time, other cats won't even open their mouth after mine
Just sit back cause every beat is a classical masterpiece
Blast Soulspeak to the maximum
Little bass, drum kit and a saxophone
Heretic, we bring it right back it go…
Whoa! Quick witted and topical
Whoa! Knock both of your soxes off
Whoa! Head swinging like rock and roll
Lock load, que te paso?
Whoa! Cause I think that its possible
Whoa! Concrete, philosophical
Whoa! If you living hip-hop it go
Lock load, que te paso?