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9th Wonder & Buckshot
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Food For Thought
Can I get a piece of bread? Without somebody in the street tryin to eat what I said I know I spread words like butter on toast Cause when ya get it in the morning then ya love it the most But see it's really the beef I hate Even though there's a lot of y'all that wanna see my plate I dedicate time to separate lines And go bananas when I think about the food for ya mind And stay away from them rotten apples When ya fed some get fed and do a lot to get at you So I match my caliber with my calories Forty five shots a slice is like can it be Nawh where you want it breast or thigh I got a two piece and fries for niggas like y'all So why would I pass my plate When I'm working for a salary to pass my weight Every seeds that grows of food is a show a prove How I move when I go with the youth I mean at a show if I flow in the booth I let it be know you better be grown or don't do it Hunh many claim to have food for your brain Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You can tell when they starving cause they arguments lame What a shame you see me on the train and kick it Thought it was sweet with a jook so you ran for your biscuit But no matter what I can't be stag net Cause I peep to survive now you need that cabbage And after that shit everything is gravy Until the next meal maybe Shits crazy I pray we see a better day Cause see all this hunger is making me wonder why you lazy Why would I pass my plate? When I'm working for a salary to pass my weight I broke bread wit the real Still I feel like I can't get a mill And I gotta chill from that cook up product I ain't tryin to get fried in the streets nawh wook paw Cause if I wasn't eattin I'd be right there In ya grill to session telling you the reason Hunh I ain't tryin to pass the plate Cause I use the food for thought to add to my plate
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