[BOOK|PDF] Closet Freak: The Best Of Cee-lo Green The Soul Machine

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This set culls tracks from his days as part of Goodie Mob, a groundbreaking Dirty South rap ensemble, as well as his two terrific-but-overlooked solo albums. Living day by day and you ain't hard. Mixing elements of jazz and psychedelic soul into his weird, eclectic hip-hop blend, Cee-Lo became one of rap's most remarkable cutting-edge artists--spiritual, street-savvy, soulful, and not afraid to sing if the mood should strike him.

The album consists of tracks from his work with the Goodie Mob and his two solo albums. Smoke from the lid that's on the pot.

Translation - Cee-Lo's latest success, it's filled with top-notch, audacious material and provides a worthwhile introduction for those new to the table.

Year: 93 Views My old boy from the point, But I'm from and every Now and then I get put to the test. But I can't be stopped, 'Cause I come true, ain't got no gun But I got my crew. Didn't come for no beef 'cause I don't eat steak. I got a of soul food, chicken, rice, and gravy; Not in too much. Drinking a cup of punch, tropical. Every last of the month. Daddy put tha hot on my in tha morning. When I was sick, Mary had tha hot soup boiling. Didn't know why but it felt so good, Like some in tha morning, Headed back to tha woods. Now I'm full as tick. Got some soul on in tha cassette. Food for my brain; I haven't learning yet. Hot from Mo-Joes Got my sweating. Celery and blue on my menu next. Southern Fry won't my body to lie still. Tied face surround me like cancer, drill Me with second-hand obstacles, But only to make worse. Plus I'm pimped by this temp lady, Jackie, From staffing, laughing. Shut up clown, don't talk to me Like that, stupid of course. Living day by day and you ain't hard. It's such a when my eyes Get to see the sun rise. To get away from I've been, But I'll forget I went through. I the shit because If I had a went and took the easy way I wouldn't be the nigga that I am today. Everythang that I did, Different I was told, Just up food for my soul. Come and get yo' soul food, well, well. Good old-fashioned soul food, alright. Everythang is for free, As good as it can be. Come and get some soul food. Churches chicken in yesterday's grease, Didn't go with this of Mickey's. Last hanging over from a good time. Shawty look good with dem legs. Wish I cut her up but, ma come sex. A full of hos know what's the ingredient; Spaghetti plus her flow. They know they it hard on the yard. Taking us, when we're in the spotlight, for a joke. Changing by the day, I see it's bigga in my square. Looking at from the outside With a stare, no to go a. Tameka and Tiffany, tripping And rope, to the from my jeep, As I speak, wuz up, from the seat. A helping of chicken, Macaroni and cheese, and greens. Too big for my jeans. Smoke from the lid that's on Closet Freak: The Best Of Cee-lo Green The Soul Machine pot. Ain't had a lot but for The that I got, why not be Fast food got me sick. Them think they sick, By to make this affordable. I the Lord that my was recordable. Come an get your soul food well, well. Hold up, see, it's what I write, And Miss Lady like we in jail. Says she ain't got no hush to sell. Bankhead making me hit that door With a mind full of attitude. Looking to be one of dem days When ain't cooking. Everybody's out with tha family, Looking for a soul food. Come and get yo' soul food, well, well. Good old-fashioned soul food, alright. Everythang is for free, As good as it can be. Come and get some soul food.