The people that you meet are the people that you love to hate
Walk this way, talk this way, suckers on my tip-no
I dont need no bodyguards, I dont need no ridiculous jewelry
Vibing the industry, its people- acting funny with my money, its
Everything will be taken care of, honey- the fuzzing and the buzzing-
The dealing and the wheeling, shady bitches in big, black limousines
Digging my stuff with a gangsterly..huhu, cashflows extreme
Yes, Im getting paid, hey, heres what the people say, this fools glocking crazy geeze
The bitch is selling out- hes given up integrity-..huh
To me its a job, the case is sublime, you get yours, I get mine-
Call me a prostitute
Digging the inner so you dont get under, no, my name aint alexander the great
But came and I saw and I conquered and now Im in the house
And now the house is haunted cause I can talk this shit
Im in the game, even when theyre kicking it, a hustler
Hitting the big time with mental stamina, with karma spread from the south of france
. to l.a.- to indochina, and I dont quit, Im coming on
With another hit and playing it rough- with an attitude way out there, yeah
No playing it safe in here, -fool, you dont wanna be rude, - go ahead
---you dont wanna be rude, -go ahead
Call me a prostitute
I was born, growing up, I finished my cup, said good luck, dad-
With a back up from the giddy up--
Began as a problem youth, running wild with the deuce, the juice
I tolled a while but not in vain, whiskey, women, joy and pain
I had to get away and start my own odyssey
. and now Im back,--whats up,--check me,--take a loupe,--for the close up
See me through, Im a soulman, Im a soulman, and I go shoob...
Aint no sellout, Im the shit, there aint no substitute
You get yours and I get mine, call me a prostitute..
Im a soulman, and I go shoob, Im a soulman..
Gold/seum/1995