"Food For Thought"
(Produced By RaCharm)
-Mixed By Soluneek-

--Verse 1--
Rap minus lies equals hip-hop by design but majority are hypocrites
and really don’t like your shit but still support you like name brands
instead of compassion
Damn it’s too bad that I’m broke and don’t have no cash to purchase land
Damn that’s too bad I can’t afford to rock the same shit as you
and share your fans
Well I call em followers not fans cause nowadays
I forget what a real fan is outside the shade of man
And woman you see I just don’t understand
This ain’t talent this is trash
labeled as hip-hop that doesn’t hold no value
it’s killing season look around you....
because I’m coming motherfuckers ace of spades
round for round dudes
go head and spin, the wheel
insert the rapper fill in the blank
now that’s that shit I don't like
hear wear these chains
act like a thug and make it rain
on these hoes,
you ain't a professional art has no limits
we underground

in the loudness of the sound
tryna protect our youth, yo call the troops
let’s rob these over abusers of that they abuse
and seal the wounds
of the overally sick o I’m so sick of feeling
like I’m the only one who’s listening
No hate necessary by any means
don't mean you gotta ride dick by any means

It’s plain and simple hustle yourself to death build a team
and feed each other dinner cause that’s what were really working for

--Verse 2--
Smash the glitter rob the cd stores let’s start a war and move together for once
instead of fighting
enlighten me like spike lee hustling in Brooklyn
to master the fine arts and form a movement
1871 get with it or get lost in the resurrection of what ALLLL
these motherfuckers CALL
our home town... this is underground poetic sound
wrapped in hieroglyphs our cities been real ……… ever since

you disguised us with ignorance , ignore the system FUCK POLTICS
I’m just saying
come on where's my respect
Nowadays people only mess with artists whom seem to mess with them
Where’s common sense?
I guess it’s in the dumb found dead
in the harvest with the hardship
in the mist look they shooting hahaha made u look again
you shall have no other gods before me
you shall not make for yourself an idol
get off your knees..
Bitch Please !

in heaven above or here on earth.
Remember the Sabbath day and keep it holy
Like Exodus 20:3
You gotta read
and block out what’s phony to gain strength
you gotta play play play these games to win
even tho you don’t realize it
it’s all a setup
hold up hold up hold up
enough’s enough

believe in what it is you wanna be
but don’t get jumped
and since there’s no I in team
I guess you gotta have an army

--Verse 3--
cause there's no longer one on ones
no hook intended so pay attention u stupid fucks
cause our words are weapons that might misguide lead
some minds into the blind deep end
where nothings promised but cheap friends
I’m sorry for being too honest go thank technology and every shared like that follows
I’m never hollow especially when it comes to woman
I’m not degrading but I sure know when
a bitch is just a bitch
that’s why I called it quits
to express myself just so I can (continue to) live
on and on and on
from one song into the next one
from one heart into to the next love
for her I swear I gave it all for free
download some food for your soul retreat
get out the speak-------------errrrr's
of the radio street words designed by men of fame
but no really what is fame
being put on by Kanye
I don't know I don't know which game to fuckin play
…….
--Outro--
fuck what’s popular fuck what on demand
better yet fuck all that cash cash up in your hands
I let it be whatever
I do this for the better
u know u dope senorita
like finesse
I guess I’m just like you and you like me
except with breast and a pussy
I’m talking men I hope ur well trained
for everything that comes alive while growing
in an industry that sucks your image dry
its too bad that money rules everything.