Broken Mr. Soil (Digging)

Into the ground, Get the debris out
Work it out, things figured out
Prolly not, I'm from the east block
Where everybody got big empty rooms locked
I got big guns, but don't have a shot
They buried inside with me, under this box
Every time it's like, why me? Please God!
Wasn't ready for the digging but that is the plot
They kept begging please, keep it organic
Then left me in the wild while acid rain on me
Plastic bags, cups, juice... This shit is not sweet
What a brother gotta do with some left over meat, eat

Mr Soil, Mr Soil, Soil broken
Mr Soil, Mr Soil, Soil broken
Mr Soil, Mr Soil, Soil broken
Mr Soil, Soil broken

Can't repair
Already dug out most of not all my spares
Don't stare, while I sit on armchairs
And by the way, my name is Raphael
You in the wrong place go by the stairwell
And wait, I might come over there
Brother started feeling really unaware
Aye aye, beware the bombshell
Brother started singing feeling like Adele
He's on the fence, rebel, farewell
Making funny moves like Dave Chapelle
He's on the fence, rebel, farewell

Can't repair
Already dug out most of not all my spares
Don't stare, while I sit on armchairs
And by the way, my name is Raphael
You in the wrong place go by the stairwell
And wait, I might come over there
Brother started feeling really unaware
Aye aye, beware the bombshell
Brother started singing feeling like Adele
He's on the fence, rebel, farewell
Making funny moves like Dave Chapelle
He's on the fence, rebel, farewell



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