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Soul Brother #1
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charles Sherell
Charles Sherell
Sampled Artist
Mountain
Mountain
Sampled Artist
Ohio Players
Ohio Players
Sampled Artist
Pete Rock
Pete Rock
Vocals
Rufus Thomas
Rufus Thomas
Sampled Artist
The J.B.'s
The J.B.'s
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Penn
Penn
Songwriter
P. Phillips
P. Phillips
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C.L. Smooth
C.L. Smooth
Co-Producer
Djinji Brown
Djinji Brown
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jamie Staub
Jamie Staub
Recording Engineer
Pete Rock
Pete Rock
Producer

Lyrics

(He's a sweet soul brother) Soul Soul Here comes the soul Here comes the soul Soul brother number one, here I come on the new tip Nestle coated right, 'cause I'm rich thick and chocolate Plug up any mic, I'll bet you Pete Rock'll spark it Hons always ask what's the bulge in my pocket I tell 'em, "Papes," I rock them top to bottom Never hesitate to say, "Hmm, I got them" Oppressed on the hillside, over on the chill-side of town So, let's get down Funky is the word describe this brother on a soul mission Hookin' rugged joints, more soul than the soul kitchen C.L. doesn't scratch, so I won't leave you itchin' White people even say, "Pete Rock is bitchin'" Harder than the hardest, odder than the oddest I guess that's just because I'm smarter than the smartest So back up, clear the path hon' 'cause here I come Soul brother number one Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother I hit harder than a kick, quick to scoop a chick When it comes to skinz, Pete Rock got it thick I'm not your average, every day, one-two to the beat And don't stop, bust the shit I drop New style for the '90s Pete Rock's a trendsetter I'd just be lyin' if I said there's someone better You can ask Greta, Greta with the red Jetta Honey did me lovely, and I'm glad that I met her I come style after style, sucker MCs try to swallow But them seem to say my style's too hard to follow So, just raise your hand and give praise to the number one soul brother Who keeps the crowd in a daze? Pete Rock, and C.L. Smooth and if it ain't our groove Then you might not move Remember, 'cause there's no need to worry none Yo, soul brother number one Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Soul brother number one Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Soul brother, soul brother Nuff respect to my man Grand Puba Nuff respect to my man Biz Markie Nuff respect to my man C.L. Smooth Nuff respect to EPMD I'm like high octane, with everything to gain Those who try to step to this can catch pain I keep a mag in the trunk of my Jag In case some punk fag wants to catch one bag Soul brother number one, and I didn't come to riff The finesse I possess will make the hardest unstiff I'm full of motivation, handle any situation Hon' said I'm so smooth they should call me lubrication Mr. Splendor, a good back bender Honeys always say, Pete love me tender Call on Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth if you want the job done Soul brother number one Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Soul brother, soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Number one soul brother Num, number one soul brother Number one soul-soul, soul brother S-s-soul brother, s-s-soul brother (He's a sweet soul brother)
Writer(s): Peter O. Phillips, Maxwell Dixon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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