If You Only Knew

Never, think just for shits and giggles

Do we spit syllable riddles for bits and kibbles

So chicks can wiggle and shake

'Cause this image is fake

I'm trying hard to relate in a place filled with so much hate

Some brothers debate, some love and some hate

Whatever the case, it's all about the choices you make

That's the reason you balloon or deflate

But do relate we trying to rap back to it's primitive state

Wait

No overnight success or running with vets

Just pure unadulterated work progress

I'm willing to bet the farm you'll give your right arm

For a piece of the pie, ask yourself why

If you only knew, the trials and tribulations we've been through

But if you only knew, we real people, homie, just like you

We humble, but don't mistake us for some corny-ass crew

What we do is try to give you what you ain't used to

Soul music, something we can all relate to

I ams what I am and that's all I can be

No more, no less, what you seeing is me

Akil the MC, W-I-S-E

Wise, intelligent, God did bless me

Yes, we rock up off all the SP freshly, especially

Dangerous rough and deadly

The pen positioner

Tip the Richter scale

Alone we sink, together we sail and prevail

The rum brazen, coming through guns blazin'

Some of you duns running through ones with none savin'

Complainin', me and my clan are unscathin'

From the soul comes something amazing

If you only knew, the trials and tribulations we've been through

But only if you knew, we real people homey just like you

We humble, but don't mistake us for some corny-ass crew

What we do is try to give you what you ain't used to

Soul music, something we can all relate to

How many times I gotta hear some fanatic in my ear?

Telling me to keep it real when they ain't payin' my bills

Or feeding my kids, judging me on how I live

If my crib in the hood or if it's up in the hills

Have you forgotten who you are?

Oh, you think you're a star

Why you frontin'? (You ain't nothing)

You went from nothing to something

But something means nothing

If your people still wanting

And you got money, ain't givin' 'em nothing

Flossin' and frontin'

Your game of charades

The way you behave

The image you save

Your brother, that's one big parade

I'm sick of your ways

I'm sitting here spitting the praise

The next time they smile and they wave

Will probably be with a gauge

If you only knew, the trials and tribulations we've been through

But if you only knew, we real people, homie, just like you

We humble, but don't mistake us for some corny-ass crew

What we do is try to give you what you ain't used to

Soul music, something we can all relate to

Soul, soul, soul, soul