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RockinOnTop - Soul Lyrics



RockinOnTop - Soul Lyrics




Let's just take it back to my way
I been floating some type of way, like this is my wave
See these trash ass mothaf*ckas all just gon get thrown away
Can't f*ck with no lame, no snake, no fake, f*ck out of my face
Lay in your shame throwing shade all sideways
Who is they?
I ain't ever seen yo face
And I ain't really f*cking with none of them stupid games you play
Try to leach off me you're cray'
You ain't got no color, grey
Blending with the rest of the world
I swear y'all all the same

All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on
All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on

They think they got me
I just lead em like a flock
To there slaughtering
Committing battery
All you mothaf*ckas charged me
Tried to harm me
Take away the dream but I just took that negativity and let it power me
I'm flying higher then you'll ever be, well shit I'm R.O.T
Rockin way before I ever knew what I wanted to be
The Vision just engulfed my whole soul and started showing me
Now I see they want me, looking, reaching for a f*cking piece
Had enough of all the shitty words they speak
Stuck on repeat-peat-peat
Everybody chase the dream but all I see is demons lead
Fake ass homies
Simple minded phoneys
They keep cloning
It's so f*cking corny
In due time, love will rise, no more lies, cannot cry
I just ride, Till my engine hits the light
Ima keep on soaring
Flying so damn high
I decide when I wanna shoot down my life, bang, bang

All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on
All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on

Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah yeah
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul

Aye aye aye aye aye
Working tryna get myself the profit
For seeing my own destiny like a prophet
Kicking down the door I don't need a damn locksmith
Throwing all my skeletons up out the f*cking closet
Replacing them coffins
With Benjamin's carcass
Put me on your watch list
And watch how I'm rockin'
I'm rotting from head to toe
Dirty foe, with a flow, that'll make ya mind blow
Break ya skull up in the mosh pit
You lames don't know what I'm on
Slamming dis shit solo like Lebron
I've been at the bottom way too damn long
Now it's time to take what's mine from all you f*cking punks
Hop up in the whip real quick, now I'm gone
I been on ghost 21 years or so but I ain't lost
Regain my energy thank you God
Cross round my neck, divine power from the boss real talk sucka
I ain't looking for a bargain
Running up bitch I'm charging
Killing the light I'm darkness
Taking off I'm departed
Everything I talk I walk it
Hit em with a left, I hit em with I right
Now all them brains retarded
Got these demons dancing all around me in the madness
They keep flocking towards my energy like I'm just so magnetic
I'm the baddest mothaf*cka ever walk out of Odessa
Keep it blessed up, never lesser, never know when they reaching for your soul, bitch

Never know when they're reaching for you soul
You ain't taking my soul bitch
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul bitch
You ain't taking my soul
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English

Let's just take it back to my way
I been floating some type of way, like this is my wave
See these trash ass mothaf*ckas all just gon get thrown away
Can't f*ck with no lame, no snake, no fake, f*ck out of my face
Lay in your shame throwing shade all sideways
Who is they?
I ain't ever seen yo face
And I ain't really f*cking with none of them stupid games you play
Try to leach off me you're cray'
You ain't got no color, grey
Blending with the rest of the world
I swear y'all all the same

All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on
All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on

They think they got me
I just lead em like a flock
To there slaughtering
Committing battery
All you mothaf*ckas charged me
Tried to harm me
Take away the dream but I just took that negativity and let it power me
I'm flying higher then you'll ever be, well shit I'm R.O.T
Rockin way before I ever knew what I wanted to be
The Vision just engulfed my whole soul and started showing me
Now I see they want me, looking, reaching for a f*cking piece
Had enough of all the shitty words they speak
Stuck on repeat-peat-peat
Everybody chase the dream but all I see is demons lead
Fake ass homies
Simple minded phoneys
They keep cloning
It's so f*cking corny
In due time, love will rise, no more lies, cannot cry
I just ride, Till my engine hits the light
Ima keep on soaring
Flying so damn high
I decide when I wanna shoot down my life, bang, bang

All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on
All these phoneys keep on reaching for my soul
All these phoneys keep on acting like we cool
All these phoneys thinking that they know what I'm on
All these phoneys acting like they on what I'm on

Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah aye
Yeah, yeah yeah
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul

Aye aye aye aye aye
Working tryna get myself the profit
For seeing my own destiny like a prophet
Kicking down the door I don't need a damn locksmith
Throwing all my skeletons up out the f*cking closet
Replacing them coffins
With Benjamin's carcass
Put me on your watch list
And watch how I'm rockin'
I'm rotting from head to toe
Dirty foe, with a flow, that'll make ya mind blow
Break ya skull up in the mosh pit
You lames don't know what I'm on
Slamming dis shit solo like Lebron
I've been at the bottom way too damn long
Now it's time to take what's mine from all you f*cking punks
Hop up in the whip real quick, now I'm gone
I been on ghost 21 years or so but I ain't lost
Regain my energy thank you God
Cross round my neck, divine power from the boss real talk sucka
I ain't looking for a bargain
Running up bitch I'm charging
Killing the light I'm darkness
Taking off I'm departed
Everything I talk I walk it
Hit em with a left, I hit em with I right
Now all them brains retarded
Got these demons dancing all around me in the madness
They keep flocking towards my energy like I'm just so magnetic
I'm the baddest mothaf*cka ever walk out of Odessa
Keep it blessed up, never lesser, never know when they reaching for your soul, bitch

Never know when they're reaching for you soul
You ain't taking my soul bitch
You ain't, You ain't taking my soul bitch
You ain't taking my soul
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Writer: Juan Valbuena
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Written by: Juan Valbuena
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