Soul Searching

By Add-2

On Jim Crow the Musical

Released on November 26, 2019

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[Intro]

Say “happy birthday, uncle”

Happy birthday, uncle

“I love you”

Love you

Give him a kiss

The art of finding your soul

See people try to steal it, take it, sell it

Sometimes you just lose it

But if you lost your soul

It’s never too late to find it

Sometimes you find it in places you never expect

Sometimes you find it at your lowest point

But it’s there

It’s still there


[Verse 1: Add-2]

Yo, I found a reason to live inside of my niece’s eyes

Peace of mind is what I need to find

I was split like division

And how ironic ‘cause the vision still can lead the blind

They outta sight, not like outta mind, so I give ‘em mine

Just give it time, the flow is blowing up, feel like a field of mines

I’m ghetto art, I’m like Frida Kahlo screaming free the gods

For all them suns who never got to shine

I’m reading mines while even reading between the lines

A picture’s worth a thousand words, you need to redesign

I got a masterpiece, no, tryna master peace

Know it’s no limits like black card from Master P

When his brother behind the bars they see murder

When you reaching a new level, I’m three further

So many clowns, we don’t need a circus

I’m going ape like Andy Serkis, I know this for certain

It’s what they waiting for

Flow as cold as ice, they see me skating more

Yea I worry less because I’m praying more

This God’s plan, all in God’s hand, I make the sky land

My lady laid up looking like Sagat stage in Thailand

Gone for a minute but came back to the scene

Tryna describe to the blind all the things that I’ve seen

I know that people are sheep, I count ‘em when I need sleep

I know they really ain’t woke, how you a king with no dreams

With these lines, there’s no equal, ain’t no point in drawing parallels

I fire rounds, I like pouring kerosene on carousels

But carry on, I be going over heads, they tripping now

Seeing how, uncle lived the real, I took the fishing route

Y’all I’m on a mission, you ain’t listen then you missing out

All this food for thought I brought the dishes out

Uh, ‘fore I came to the game, I looked up to niggas

‘Til I met the real them and seen the smoke and mirrors

I guess that saying is true

When you searching for that hero but that hero is you

I left the bars with so much drive, I call that DUI

Some rappers wrote me IOUs, not saying who that’s TMI

This that Dave Chappelle fresh up off the plane back from Africa flow

All these rappers should know

Pick ‘em out and watch me climb it, I’ll be raining, [?] climate

Soul searching took some time but I found it

Yea I found it

Yea man I found it

Yea I found it


[Chorus: Natalie Oliveri]

I’ve tried for miles to find my soul

To find myself

To find myself

I had to rise and fall alone

To find myself

To find myself


[Outro]

Good evening, evening is good

It is our duty to fight for our freedom

It is our duty to win

We must love each other

We have nothing to lose but our chains

Peace and love

I’ll be watching

Sincerely, your ancestors