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PSYCHEDELIC SOUL JAM Lyrics

Drop top don't stop don't stop
Crusing the highway making it hot
Me and my partner grilling the spot
Touch any job man we've got it locked
Around the world we globe trot
Transformer but not a glock
I do not work by the clock
Do what I do now and blow up a lot like that
So it's me soul the eater
Cook up the bad and enjoy the dinner
My weapon is out from the speaker
phrases that I improvise to gear up
Ready to die man ready to tear up
ready for the battle full throttle
gonna get stronger with my crew son
Breaking the wrong heart under my rule son
Needless to say number phone
With a bit help from the devilish one
Teach you how to stunt but don't
call me don still struggling like I'm stuck
If it ain'T cool it ain't alive
If it is fake, kiss it goodbye
Got no vibe give it no try
Gotta make things happen on your own that's right.
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