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