Soul Right
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib Lyrics


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Smooth, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
Too motherfuckin' smooth, bitch, yeah
Bald head, head like a baby, a baby ass, bitch, yeah
Yeah, Kane
Here to motherfuckin' remain, yeah
Uh, bitch nigga
It's still fuck police, too
Yeah, nigga, yeah

Rest in peace Terrence Crutcher, motherfuck Betty Shelby (Fuck that bitch)
I never wish death but bitch, find a hollow tip and inhale it
When Taz drove off with two kilos, I told him we should mail it
And now we gone up the river, they seen my nigga sellin'
Nigga killed the police in Dallas, that's probably fake news
While they knock 'em off with robotics, R2D2's
Everything on me icy, Snow White, it's just like I skiied through
I sit back in the trap with them rats and I watch the cheese move
Shaki' all these nutso niggas off the roof, off the record
Ball without a motherfuckin' ball like I was Tommy Sheppard
Life a bachelor party, we with them strippers on O's and X's
I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah

Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah
I pour it up and get my soul right

East side boy, my mama was the mail lady (Yeah)
Brother and my sister got degrees but I got the yayo, baby (Yeah)
Had to beat my case, I can't turn Irie to a jail baby
Bitch, I weigh that shit up in my crib, I think your scale shady
Pass it off and drop it like Stockton, bitch, I facilitate
Fucked some niggas off but I also done set some niggas straight
Way back when we had rows and Lincolns is all a nigga ate
And every day I fuck up a bulletproof glass chicken plate, uh
Empty stomach, broken heart, and empty pocket
Three things that occur to show you if you and your niggas solid
Know that they won't prosper but the devil still gon' form the weapon
I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah (Blessings, blessings)

Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah
I pour it up and get my soul right, yeah
'Cause I been struggling my whole life, yeah
So I broke it down and it was all white, yeah
Mama always told me it'd be alright, yeah
I still broke it down and it was all white, yeah




I pray the Lord'll get my soul right, yeah
I still pray to Lord'll get my soul right

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Soul Right" by Freddie Gibbs and Madlib paint the picture of the struggles and how one can make peace with their soul through a life of hardships. The opening of the song has the artists' bold and confident persona shining through, with words like "Smooth, nigga," and "It's still fuck police, too," making it known that they won't hide their opinions on controversial topics. The first verse touches on the deaths of Terrence Crutcher and the Dallas police officer killings. The second half of the verse delves deeper into the struggles the artist has faced, mainly the time they spent in jail. The second verse starts off with a deeper insight into Gibbs' upbringing and the path he chose in life. He talks about how he succeeded in the drug game and was able to make a living for himself. The verse also talks about the obstacles he overcame and the enviable life he now leads.


Overall, the song is about choosing to live the life you want to lead and being at peace with the decisions you've made. Pain and difficulties will come, and when they do, it is essential to accept them and continue pressing forward.


Line by Line Meaning

Smooth, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
Confident and cool, you understand my vibe?


Too motherfuckin' smooth, bitch, yeah
I am excessively, confidently cool, woman, yes.


Bald head, head like a baby, a baby ass, bitch, yeah
I am bald with a smooth scalp and a young-looking face, woman, yes.


Here to motherfuckin' remain, yeah
I am strongly enduring, yes.


Uh, bitch nigga
Hey, weak man.


It's still fuck police, too
I still have a strong dislike for law enforcement.


Rest in peace Terrence Crutcher, motherfuck Betty Shelby (Fuck that bitch)
I express condolences for Terrence Crutcher and disdain for Betty Shelby, the officer involved in his death.


I never wish death but bitch, find a hollow tip and inhale it
I never explicitly desire someone's death, but I suggest that she take in a bullet to her core.


When Taz drove off with two kilos, I told him we should mail it
When Taz absconded with two kilograms of drugs, I advised him to mail it instead of risking getting caught.


And now we gone up the river, they seen my nigga sellin'
Now we are imprisoned because someone witnessed my associate selling drugs.


Nigga killed the police in Dallas, that's probably fake news
Someone allegedly murdered officers in Dallas, but I wonder if this news is fabricated.


While they knock 'em off with robotics, R2D2's
While authorities use machines like robots, such as R2D2 from Star Wars, to eliminate people.


Everything on me icy, Snow White, it's just like I skiied through
All of my jewelry is cold and pristine, like Snow White, and it seems like I effortlessly acquired it.


I sit back in the trap with them rats and I watch the cheese move
I calmly observe the illegal drug trade unfold from my prime position in the 'trap,' or drug house.


Shaki' all these nutso niggas off the roof, off the record
I shake off all these crazy guys figuratively like a wild dance, but I won't say their names.


Ball without a motherfuckin' ball like I was Tommy Sheppard
I play basketball without the ball itself like I'm the skilled General Manager, Tommy Sheppard of the Washington Wizards.


Life a bachelor party, we with them strippers on O's and X's
My life feels like a never-ending bachelor party, filled with scantily clad performers and games of Tic-Tac-Toe.


I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah
I cannot expend energy on holding resentment because my hands are full of opportunities and blessings.


Yeah, and I been struggling my whole life, yeah
I have been enduring various hardships for my entire life.


I pour it up and get my soul right
I drink to cope and to improve my inner peace.


East side boy, my mama was the mail lady (Yeah)
I'm from the east side, and my mother was a mail carrier.


Brother and my sister got degrees but I got the yayo, baby (Yeah)
My siblings earned academic degrees, but I got involved in the cocaine business.


Had to beat my case, I can't turn Irie to a jail baby
I fought and won my legal battle because I couldn't handle going to prison.


Bitch, I weigh that shit up in my crib, I think your scale shady
I weigh illegal substances in my house and suspect that your measuring device is dishonest.


Pass it off and drop it like Stockton, bitch, I facilitate
I pass the drugs off and drop them like how John Stockton passed and dropped the basketball for Utah Jazz; I effectively move the merchandise.


Fucked some niggas off but I also done set some niggas straight
I may have had sex with some men, but I also gave other men guidance and discipline.


Way back when we had rows and Lincolns is all a nigga ate
In the past, a guy like myself only got to drive cars that had bench seats and were long like rows and Lincoln Continentals.


And every day I fuck up a bulletproof glass chicken plate, uh
Every day, I make holes in bullet-resistant glass that's supposed to cover fried chicken.


Empty stomach, broken heart, and empty pocket
I am hungry, hurt emotionally, and lacking funds.


Three things that occur to show you if you and your niggas solid
These three conditions will indicate whether you and your associates are reliable and trustworthy.


Know that they won't prosper but the devil still gon' form the weapon
Evil forces will continue to create means to harm you, even if they do not ultimately benefit from it.


I can't hold no grudges, my hands is too busy catching blessings, yeah (Blessings, blessings)
I cannot allow bitterness to take hold because I am concentrating on reaping goodness.


So I broke it down and it was all white, yeah
I separated the drug and it was powdery and white.


Mama always told me it'd be alright, yeah
My mother always taught me to keep the faith even when times were tough.


I still broke it down and it was all white, yeah
I maintain that I did divide the drug and it was pure and free from adulterants.


I pray the Lord'll get my soul right, yeah
I am reaching out to God for my restoration and redemption.


I still pray to Lord'll get my soul right
I persistently seek divine intervention for inner healing.




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Written by: Frederick Tipton, Jake Ferguson, Malcolm Catto, Mike Burnham, Otis Jackson

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Soulfate

This beat is so incredible to me

OLLYOXEN

dude i know that stretched out bass line sound...my god

Hitokiri_SB

Talk about it dawg. I’m waiting for my vinyl so bad lol

Vikrant Thakur

@OLLYOXEN but where is it from? A sample or just something originally created for the song? 🤔

Guap W

Vikrant Thakur sample is from the heralding/children of the world - Robert Bearns/Ron Dexter

Guap W

mopoligist420 I liked the beat version waaay more than the tiny desk version. Every other version at npr was tight though

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Prod. Sml Beatz

Nobody will never flip a sample like Madlib

Jason

Its adead art. So, go to sleep grampa.

Prod. Sml Beatz

@Jason did you hear 21 savage? migos? j cole? kendrick? still art still fire

Jason

@Prod. Sml Beatz nope. Hold up, let me turn up my hearing aide. No,no, and no. Nah buddy, it's strictly lilnazx and rap/country...thats the wave.

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