Good Soup (feat. D. Goynz)

Uh
Goynz
Rome
Let's get 'em

Uh
You know when
When you was coming up
When you was down and out, when you was sick
When you wasn't you, you always had somebody there
A loved one to make you something to get you right
Some good soup, chicken noodle soup
But I guess all these years later
When everything doesn't seem how it used to
We gotta be the good soup for them (Yeah)

They made this sport seem so easy to do
They found space now the trash niggas eatin' the food
It's always a table to dine for keepin' it true
A fork in the road never stopped me reachin' for spoons
This that good soup with a side of some Gingerale
It's been a hell of a life in this livin' hell
Black, Puerto Rican, and Dominicano
Followin' a different motto
None of my shit is hollow
Aficionado shoutin' lyrics from Mount Olympus
Fake dope niggas, ghostwritten but they proud to spit it
Lit out your mind, no shine but I'm bound to dim it
It ain't rocket science for me to man down your chemist
The sounds exquisite, and we don't crown the critics
Jewels are never found if you ain't profound and gifted
Songs visit you with visuals when I do record
Only time I hit Pro Tools? for a movie score

Yea
This that
This that
This that
This that Good Soup
Getcha body right
Getcha Getcha
Getcha body right
This that Good Soup
Getcha body right
Getcha Getcha
Getcha body right
This that Good Soup
How many live in their prime?
You denying your body when you live in your mind my nigga

Ayo Hip Hop is like a bowl of good soup to me
It's the medicine for my soul when life's confusin' me
Although the flavor's everchanging it's the purity
That maintains and sustains what it used to be
At least at the core with so many new artists
If not let's chase 'em right on out like Run Forrest
Only true artists should be in this thing of ours
Vultures of the culture should be exposed and devoured
Man or Woman, no color or creed superior
Claimin' to be Hip Hop? you gotta meet some criteria
Inferior to none, I'm Goynz sent from God
I spit truth through bars it's like I'm Master Fard
I came to shake the people, wake 'em from the facade
Hip Hop ain't dead I'm here I'm no mirage
Despite all odds when you still reach for the stars
And you ain't never earned a dime but through faith, still go hard
You Hip Hop