Welcome to Soulamp

Welcome to Soul Land, OG's and some veterans Yeah these are my brethren, you can see that the people respect them And my people, we keep it progressive Now Basss on it like Beethoven, that's Bassshoven And if you talkin' that fundraising, it's guns blazin', I stay smokin Drank three bottles of Four Cousins with my three cousins That's Four Cousins, we all buzzin More chuggin', fam time, the small somethings Little things that matter to me, like ill strings on a rappity beat Like Phi Ella and Kananji with the bars, they just be packin' the heat Ain't got no degree, but I'm Fair in Hieght (Fahrenheit) Pretty tall when I glare at mics, I need more shows So you hear it right, do a thousand gigs, that's a terabyte Well it's more like a thousand and twenty four (1048) Oh you talkin' bout styles, I got plenty more Where this came from, hella heavy dawg I got hella bars in the reservoir, set it off Now I see these jokers, it's mediocre, but we be over the top You might see us blowin' like shisha on em My team smokin' like pot, yeah that's cliche But f*ck that man, that's what she said Before she jumped all up on D's head What he said? Man this beat's dead And I'm gone