[ VERSE 1 ]  Here we go, pull up a chair and gather close  And check out the man that has the most  S-o-u-l  And that's soul, for those who can't spell  Soul is the music's basic foundation  Soon as it's heard, you feel a sensation  So pump it up till your eardrum's ripped down  Ain't got soul, then you might as well skip town  No rock 'n roll, only soul allowed here  Black and I'm proud, cause I make a crowd cheer  And if you haven't been told  Everything that I touch just turns to soul    [ VERSE 2 ]  Crystal clear, smooth and impeccable  I turn one rhyme into a record full  >From letters to words and words to a sentence  I turn out shows for the hoes in attendance  So get up and shake your ass till your pants rip  Stay on a dance tip and watch the man flip  >From page to page, paragraph to chapter  Straight up and down, no time for laughter  Cause I don't play when it comes to this  I mean business, and I'm dead up serious  Cause this is somethin I don't take lightly  You gotta be a damn fool to fight me  Cause fake MC's and enemies get no points  Put up your dukes, if you want we can throw joints  Then in the end you'll agree  You ain't even got half as much soul as me  I got soul in my ankles, soul in my hips  Soul in my back and soul in my fingertips  In my shoulders and in my wrist  I even got soul in my penis    [ VERSE 3 ]  Mandatory, I got to hear some  Music inside my eardrum  Fast or slow - makes no differential  Whether vocal or instrumental  As long as the beat is strong and it sound good  Then play it, anybody who's down would  But if it ain't got soul, then don't bother  All praise is due to the new godfather  And that's the Grand Daddy U  So watch out, you're bout to get stepped to  I'm on the roll with bold soul power  Those who withhold I scold and then devour  So let the soul be heard  Cause it's preferred, and that's word to Big Bird  So break out the box, put it on the call  Get this jam and you won't be bored  I guarantee, you won't dare erase it  So face it, what can replace it? Basically  Nothin, heavy metal or soft pop  Country western or folk - come on, stop  It ain't nothin like good old soul  And you can ask J.B. if he makes parole  But meanwhile, just take it from me  Daddy U, Eazy Rick and Kay Cee  We form a team like _Three The Hard Way_  Chumps soft as butter'll melt like parkay  But Steady Flow'll stand tall  All for one, and one for all  So hit that piano and throw on a drum beat  But without the soul it still ain't complete  So leave it up to the U  And the jam'll be platinum before I'm through