My Soul may refer to:
My Soul is the third studio album by rapper Coolio. The album was released on August 26, 1997 and was his last album for Tommy Boy Records. Production was handled by Romeo, Vic C., Bryan "Wino" Dobbs and DJ I-Roc. The album has been certified platinum by the RIAA.
Compared to Coolio's previous two albums, My Soul was only a minor success, making it to #39 on the Billboard 200 and #49 on the Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums.
However, the album's only charting single, C U When U Get There did surprisingly well, making it to #12 on the Billboard Hot 100, #7 on the Hot Rap Singles, #19 on the Rhythmic Top 40, and #11 on the Hot Dance Singles Sales. Internationally, it reached #3 on the UK Singles Chart, and #5 on the Canadian Singles Chart.
My Soul is the second studio album by singer Judy Torres, launched in 1992 by Profile Records.
Nok is a village in the south of Kaduna State, Nigeria. The discovery of terracotta figurines at this location caused its name to be used for the Nok culture, of which these figurines are typical, which flourished in Nigeria in the period 1000 BC - 500 AD. The artifacts were discovered in 1943 during mining operations. The archaeologist Bernard Fagg investigated the site, and with the help of locals discovered many other artifacts. Iron smelting furnaces were also found at Nok. Occupation dates far before the first iron smelting. A sample of carbonized wood found in the "main paddock" at Nok in 1951 was dated to around 3660 BC though there are questions about the reliability of this conclusion.
NOK or Nok may refer to:
Corneşti (Hungarian: Magyarszarvaskend; German: Hirschdorf) is a commune in Cluj County, Romania. It is composed of nine villages: Bârlea (Ónok), Corneşti, Igriţia (Kisigrice), Lujerdiu (Lózsárd), Morău (Móró), Stoiana (Esztény), Tiocu de Jos (Alsótök), Tiocu de Sus (Felsőtök) and Tioltiur (Tötör).
According to the census from 2002 there was a total population of 1,809 people living in this town. Of this population, 83.80% are ethnic Romanians, 14.64% are ethnic Hungarians and 1.54% ethnic Romani.
[Intro:]
No souls to sell here mate...
They say The fool thinks himself to be wise man, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
I say that, to say this...
[Chorus:]
You might take my life,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my freedom,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my life,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my freedom,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
[Verse 1:]
They can't use my music to advertise for Coca Cola
They can't use my music to advertise for Motorola
They can't use my music to advertise for anything
The truth, I guess that's the reason the industry won't let me in
Refuse to be a product or brand, I'm human
Refuse to contribute to the gangster Illusion
Whether I'm number One, Number two, or Number Three
I'm unique and there will never be another me
And there will never be another you
Be proud of who you are, don't copy what the others do
They are not superior, you are not inferior
When we realize that is gonna be hysteria
Not commercial, always controversial what my pen has written
When they listen many have risen from the mental prison
That's why you don't see my face upon the television
But every time I try to sleep I hear the devil singing
[Chorus:]
You might take my life,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my freedom,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my life,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my freedom,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
[Verse 2:]
They can't use my music to advertise your watch or your car
Can't use it to advertise the drink you got at the bar
Can't use my music to advertise for anything
The truth, I guess that's the reason the industry won't let me in
My Integrity is the reason I'm thinking separately
Keep your three-sixty I can do this independently
It's likely I'm quite mad (why?)
Cause I say with ease slavery gave the streets Nikey's and I-pads
They don't like my rhymes, see my style is like a lecture
But I'd rather die, than smile with my oppressor
I'm an honourable student, with the facts and you're Ju-dish
Your not Hip Hop or Grime, your just McDonald's music
Not commercial, always controversial what my pen has written
When they listen many have risen from the mental prison
That's why you don't see my face upon the television
But every time I try to sleep I hear the devil singing
[Chorus: x2]
You might take my life,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my freedom,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my life,
But you can't take my soul!
You can't take my soul!
You might take my freedom,
But you can't take my soul!