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why the fuck she trust me
He a crash out and a bum
Smoke his homie by the ton
Way back then he wasn't nun
And he still ain't isn't nun
If we catch you

why I be trippin erry night
Start my day by waking up then by letting out a sigh
Lots of mother fuckers that I gotta deal with on the side
Yeah you you

Meet me in the morning
By the sycamore tree
There's an island in the river
We can make it by three
You can bring the food
I will fetch the wine
We'll

lies to fool the eyes
Of those who don't pay attention
You live by the verse
You die by the verse
And if they kill me for it
Put my rhymes in the dirt

(you can really do that tommy)
I cook dope like for real
I sauce up let it speel
I walk water like gills
You ain't eat it till your
Money

the pilgrims did"
So, I bought a convertible
I don't know where the ceiling is
I'm here to restore the pillages of villages
I brought enough food for thought

Prisoner

The Last Emperor

Music, Magic, Myth [Bonus CD]

2003

witness this from behind my gates
Totally determined to decide my fate
Food for thought when I'm saying my grace
I wonder if I ever will escape this place

Speak, O Lord, as we come to You
To receive the food of Your Holy Word
Take Your truth, plant it deep in us
Shape and fashion us in Your likeness

fourth grade
Started rapping then I was ripping out pages
Looking for the perfect words for the right phrases
Never thought the shit would get a youngin

food
And my heart is so bruised
All the things I go through
And they didn't give me any tools
They didn't give me any rules
I live by the code dude

Yeah! Uh!
Thought for Food, Volume Three
Bronzeman, he's back
Yes, I'm back, man
Shout out to Motown, Gun Rule (It's me, Jesus Feet)
All my niggas,

Uh, I go Meek no Drake
Balling hard no paint
It's unbelievable, shit that we've been through, tell me how could I flake
Food gotta new taste
Mood

Then launch my sound body into space
Where my food for the soul will be served on a cosmic plate
And occupy minds through invisible sound-waves
Until

by the fountain
Kush piles higher than mountains
So I'm either climbing or drowning in
This room full of downers
RIP shoutouts for those nolonger

on
I come across like a natural
I'm confident with it
Who can tell me I'm wrong to admit it?
It's long for the critics
I do this with a passion, drugs,

at night, talking 'bout life
We just guessin'
'Cause we didn't know shit
We were just young and livin' reckless
As time went by
You see my trust for you grew

like when brodie back in college was drunk
And he thought he could reach for and grab me by my collar
When I tried to get him out
Making scene in

it leave a purple appetizer
Now and later have a taste this food for thought with rhyming
Add the spaces when you send the letters to the island
I'll

When the depression sets in thats when the thoughts in my head start wrestling 
But I still move with discretion never letting anyone in 
Or giving

Okay

Wallpaper.

#STUPiDFACEDD

2011

[Chorus]
All my life, work like a dog
Raised by wolves, running from the law
All my life, chasing these chicks
Trying to get paid, make your own

a dream
Streets was the hang out, every day kicked out	
Caught by security telling us to get out
New route to the mall or my mom’s house
Girls would call

We went away to the mountains
To corporate restaurants, corporate food
Mama and Papa got liquor and gun stores
Torching this city down

I had

Intrusive Lady

Eligh

Sidewaydaze

we locate with ease
The power to read the mind
Of female minds of thought
Unless I drop all insecurity's
To figure out impurity's
And purely I'm

convicted felons who beat charges
Peach cobbler, food for your thought if you
Want your peace larger
We robbеrs, gun in my joggers
Don't gotta reach farther