Lyrics:
I know a fat girl, she wears a orange skirt
You give her twenty dollars and you can do work
She'll take food stamps and a traveller's check
through that shit
Still goin' deeper like I grew a
New inch on my dick
We looked at robbin' as a
Way of resolving our problems
My moms cooked food
But some
the credits rollin'
Starring Nas, executive poet, produced, directed by
The Kid slash Escobar
Narration describes the lives of lost tribes
In the ghetto,
the credits rollin'
Starring Nas, executive poet, produced, directed by
The Kid slash Escobar
Narration describes the lives of lost tribes
In the ghetto,
animal
Punishin' the Pro Tools
Eatin' this beat up like soul food you n****s old news
Now ain't you tired of sayin' the same s*** everyday
I mean
moms cooked food, but some of my niggas was starving
And whatever they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless
Turns out I was hungry and was hittin'
animal
Punishin' the Pro Tools
Eatin' this beat up like soul food you niggas old news
Now ain't you tired of sayin' the same shit everyday
I mean
And being sick is better than being dead
'Cause when you sick and in bed, you're indebted to meds
Cloned chickens walking around without heads
The food is
police immunity
Police brutality police immunity
Police brutality police immunity
Corporate executives don't go to jail
They poison poor communities
They
I'll ruin your whole section
For major alteration, my final approach is to spray y'all
Attack ya like roaches
Don't step to me at the food court
of color
Arugula and rutabaga share the food with my neighbor
Truly innovative like Fela Kuti and Ginger Baker
Moon raker, sun scraper, will give you five
me rockin' bucket hats when
I was a year old yeah though RFC or Dikembe
Me I get the rent paid, el presidente
Chief executive officer, sensei
Fuck
nuh annoy mi nuh fraid fi anointed dem
Big food drop a fi di kids enjoyment
Money by di boat load couldn't be nuh pamphlet
Trillion dalla concept change
deployment
From eh nuh annoy mi nuh fraid fi anointed dem
Big food drop a fi di kids enjoyment
Money by di boat load couldn't be nuh pamphlet
Trillionaire
now you hearing noises
Say you got a death wish, everything is everything
Well equity is evident, find yourself establishing
Etablishment executives
pick who gets paid
By the big businesses
Executives get to eat hundreds of consecutive courses,
Hoarding their fortunes
While hungry orphans who can't
Everybody eatin', got steaks on they plate
But I was survivin' off ramens and noodles (wow)
I would forever be signed to the streets
The pot and the food
millions
Whipping up in the kitchen
Miracle meals we feasting
Consistency is the strength of me
Blowing doser like a symphony
In the kitchen executive
crunching numbers, teasing the machine, yeah
If it's food for thought, I filter feed
When you're in the know
You never want to know
When you bank on greed
I
""CEO executive
Moving like the president
I am just Confident
Haters say it's crrogance
The greatness in my essence
Got me Bossing up
& Taking
at the executive's door
With all of these corpses, lined up and tagged
Off to the ice trucks, bodies bagged
While information loyalty divides us into camps
Wall street
Saw you standing in line
Like many families do at X-mas time
Want some extra food to help get you though the year
Take it home to ones you so hold
mask on
Free Lil Meechy, baby, that dog food out here for cheap
What you gon' do, eat or starve? For Nawfside to livin' large
Why the fuck do I got
daughter
Hit you with that thang, sink your body underwater
Fall off in the club like Wu-Tang Camp
Everything bought with E-T-T and food stamps
Call me Lil'
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