Lyrics:
I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch
This is the music that you gotta feel
Gave you the truth before I got a deal
No rabbit in a hat, it ain't no magic, ain't no Copperfield
More like a panther, Huey Newton, Bobby Seale
Word to the free lunch, who knew what we would become?
He said,
The gift of life it's a twist of fate
It's a roll of the die
It's a free lunch a free ride
But nature's got rules and nature's got laws
And if you cross her look out!
It's the monkey's paw
It's sayin', haw haw!
(You make me feel so free)
What ya say what you say, what you say, what you say, what you say?
(You make me feel so free) oh, yeah, baby, say it again
Say it, say it, say it, say it again
(You make me feel so free) oh, you make me feel so free
So doggone free
Bro, it's tacky
Niggas layin' on they death bed tryna match me
Oh my God, I'm 'bout to do the fool
They be screamin' out P, but they resume is boof
Switch both lanes, the engine sound like the zoo
Need a fee just to breathe, bitch, I can't talk to you
It's the Ben Frank murderer
Mister, I ain't heard of ya
Gulf streams, back to back, flyin' through the turbulence
Who is he? Free lunch, hmm, craft services
Throw your ass out this rental if I smell nervousness
Hey now, say now, let me pop my shit
Water down my wrist, I'm around my bitch
It's a green light, don't get out of bounds, I'ma blitz
It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's all blue strips
Nigga, what?
Cut the monologue
Had to close the curtain, cut the show off
Poppin' Xans and then tryin' not to doze off
Riding through the hood with the doors off
Seen so many strip clubs, damn
I might invest
Damn, wait they got me for another check
Order up the lobster with the crab cake
I'm bad at holidays, you know I'm mad late
Last couple summers it was so hard
Cut the curtain on these niggas
Cut the show off fighting off these Xannies
I don't wanna doze off
But I pop four school buses, oh my, oh Lord
Used to eat that free lunch
But it's not no more
We was wildin' outside, yeah, we had no hope
You an angel in disguise with no halo
Only thing I despise on that Jay Mo
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, back in, back when, back time I guess
I get sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin
We went up top, not
Again, navigate, intimate, innocent
Runnin' off
Let your hoe flow we're not here to win
Come, come again, comin' back again
One more time for that nigga you come down
Yeah h Town
What if I'm riding down and I
Sit in that whip right there
Hit my lights and I yeah
Cut the monologue
Had to close the curtain, cut the show off
Poppin' Xans and then tryin' not to doze off
Riding through the hood with the doors off
Seen so many strip clubs, damn
I might invest
Damn, wait they got me for another check
Order up the lobster with the crab cake
I'm bad at holidays, you know I'm mad late
Last couple summers it was so hard
Cut the curtain on these niggas
Cut the show off fighting off these Xannies
I don't wanna doze off
But I pop four school buses, oh my, oh Lord
Used to eat that free lunch
But it's not no more
We was wildin' outside, yeah, we had no hope
You an angel in disguise with no halo
Only thing I despise on that Jay Mo
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, back in, back when, back time I guess
I get sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin
We went up top, not
Again, navigate, intimate, innocent
Runnin' off
Let your hoe flow we're not here to win
Come, come again, comin' back again
One more time for that nigga you come down
Yeah h Town
What if I'm riding down and I
Sit in that whip right there
Hit my lights and I yeah
Cut the monologue
Had to close the curtain, cut the show off
Poppin' Xans and then tryin' not to doze off
Riding through the hood with the doors off
Seen so many strip clubs, damn
I might invest
Damn, wait they got me for another check
Order up the lobster with the crab cake
I'm bad at holidays, you know I'm mad late
Last couple summers it was so hard
Cut the curtain on these niggas
Cut the show off fighting off these Xannies
I don't wanna doze off
But I pop four school buses, oh my, oh Lord
Used to eat that free lunch
But it's not no more
We was wildin' outside, yeah, we had no hope
You an angel in disguise with no halo
Only thing I despise on that Jay Mo
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, back in, back when, back time I guess
I get sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin
We went up top, not
Again, navigate, intimate, innocent
Runnin' off
Let your hoe flow we're not here to win
Come, come again, comin' back again
One more time for that nigga you come down
Yeah h Town
What if I'm riding down and I
Sit in that whip right there
Hit my lights and I yeah
Cut the monologue
Had to close the curtain, cut the show off
Poppin' Xans and then tryin' not to doze off
Riding through the hood with the doors off
Seen so many strip clubs, damn
I might invest
Damn, wait they got me for another check
Order up the lobster with the crab cake
I'm bad at holidays, you know I'm mad late
I used to dream about a 9 when I had 4 in the spliff
When you would fuck, don't want no niggas around, just you and your bitch
Used to live in public housin', get free lunch at the school
Had to jump 'fore they came out, had them bring the strap to the school
I was trappin' in school, I was actin' a fool
I was a freshman and I was the freshest nigga in school, yeah yeah
Leavin' the school I was fuckin' the seniors
I got caught with the strap and sent to juvinile detention, yeah yeah
Never liked police, shootin' dice under bleachers
Fifth period, get money, don't mind PE class
No books in the book bag, took math, I need to add
I was gon' get a bag
Came to school, filled the lot up
Play with me and get shot up
Five hundred for the Coogi sweater
Three-fifty for the Prada's
Teacher told me I could be anythin' I wanna be
OG told me you gotta love yourself and don't love the streets
I used to dream about a 9 when I had 4 in the spliff
When you would fuck, don't want no niggas around, just you and your bitch
Used to live in public housin', get free lunch at the school
Had to jump 'fore they came out, had them bring the strap to the school
I was trappin' in school, I was actin' a fool
I was a freshman and I was the freshest nigga in school, yeah yeah
I was trappin' in school, I was actin' a fool
I was a freshman and I was the freshest nigga in school, yeah yeah
Last nigga played with me in school, gave him the street blues
Nigga tried to jump me in school so I went and got my tools
Yeah, I was fresh in school
I been broke all my life, I got somethin' to prove hoe
I shot my teacher hoe bitch, I took recess hoe bitch
You better Google me and do your research hoe
I fucked plenty bitches under the bleachers hoe
I cheat on my bitch, so 'cause I don't need you hoe
When I skip school, Grandma whoop my ass
I give my li'l brother my last
Made the best out of what we had
Tried my best to make it last
It was hard on me and my brothers
I ain't never ever see my dad
All my life I had to struggle
That's why I talk shit and show my ass
I used to dream about a 9 when I had 4 in the spliff
When you would fuck, don't want no niggas around, just you and your bitch
Used to live in public housin', get free lunch at the school
Had to jump 'fore they came out, had them bring the strap to the school
I was trappin' in school, I was actin' a fool
I was a freshman and I was the freshest nigga in school, yeah yeah
I was trappin' in school, I was actin' a fool
I was a freshman and I was the freshest nigga in school, yeah yeah
This isn't another new fashion
Or a new wave plastic trend
Everybody's searching for something
But in the mean time let's all just pretend
I've got this feeling
And I don't know what it is
This room is overcrowded, man
And I need air to breath
Big bang, big crunch
You know there's no free lunch
Kneel down and pray
Here comes your judgment day
Big crunch, you know
It's going to be quite a show
What goes around always comes around
A million hopeless faces
Dwell within protected walls
All waiting for a moment in their lives
When they can heed the clarion call
And it's all so oppressive
My mind feels like a sieve
This city is overcrowded, man
And I need room to live
I think of the countless shadows
That have all come and gone
All suffering in the notion of better things to come
If you share these beliefs
You know I wish you well
'Cause there's no room left in heaven
And there's sure no room in hell
No good deed goes unpunished
When it starts to unravel on you
You think the person is gonna be sorry
And they’re gonna take the time
To say thank you
Booked her to the top restaurant table
But she said she didn’t like the meal
I got her tickets for the opera
But she complained about the VIP seats
Gave her a million Euro
Said that it wasn’t enough
How come when she’s still fit and able
She’s still too lazy to go out and work
No amount is enough for her
I feel the emptinеss inside
It’s the greed and evеrything she needs
But she’ll never be satisfied
No simple rule you’re missing
There’s no such thing as a free lunch
Someone had to work a while and get it
And everything has got a price
Remember this one simple piece of advice
That everybody should know
Everything has got it's price
You’ve got to reap just what you sow
Gave you a million Euros
Said that it wasn’t enough
How come when you’re still fit and able
You’re too lazy to go out and work
No good deed goes unpunished
When it starts to unravel on you
No good deed goes unpunished
No matter what good you try to do
No good deed goes unpunished
You’ll find out when it happens to you
No good deed goes unpunished
No matter what good you try to do
Oh, no matter what good you try to do
Oh, no matter what good you try to do
Oh, no matter what good you try to do
Rockland
In my life
Track Masters
You're all I need in my life
Make money
You're all I need in my life
Duece, duece
You're all I need in my life
Uh huh, yo, yo, yo, yo
I remember in the days
y'all niggas talking all that shit about keepin' it real
But when it comes to this game I'mma play the field
Rockland had loot before we signed the deal
Haters get in the way and catch the sky like Seal
We used to use the streets for the football field
In church free lunch was our only meal
But now we push whips with Lorenzo wheels
Living it up in Beverly Hills
[Tone]
You know 9 to 5 was only temporary
Now the ladies want to find Tone in a hurry
Got 'em hittin' notes that Mariah couldn't carry
All you player haters going down like Mary
Cop the Rolls Royce a player with a choice
Ladies stay moist from the sound of my voice
The lady killers pass the keys to our villas
Rockland, Track Masters top billers
[Chorus: x2]
Only the loot can make me happy
(Nothing but the loot baby)
Happy (Show me the loot baby)
Happy (Show me the loot)
I never thought that I
Could make someone like you
I felt energized
When you went through my groove
I'll never let you go no
You're so right for me
I've got to let you know
Forever you and me
(The balla's anthem right here)
[Chorus]
You must be heaven sent
Sent into my life
And I compliment you honey the money
We have a love that's long
And true I make you in many ways
I've got to roll with you
In each and every day
[Chorus]
You're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
You're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
I said you're all I need in my life
I don't need no one I don't need no one but you
You're all I need in my life I don't need no one
I don't need no one but you
[Chorus]
You're all I need in my life
I said you're all I need in my life
Cut the monologue
Had to close the curtain, cut the show off
Poppin' Xans and then tryin' not to doze off
Riding through the hood with the doors off
Seen so many strip clubs, damn
I might invest
Damn, wait they got me for another check
Order up the lobster with the crab cake
I'm bad at holidays, you know I'm mad late
Last couple summers it was so hard
Cut the curtain on these niggas
Cut the show off fighting off these Xannies
I don't wanna doze off
But I pop four school buses, oh my, oh Lord
Used to eat that free lunch
But it's not no more
We was whilin' outside, yeah, we had no hope
You an angel in disguise with no halo
Only thing I despise on that Jay Mo
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, back in, back when, back time I guess
I get sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin
We went up top, not
Again, navigate, intimate, innocent
Runnin' off
Let your ho flow we're not here to win
Come, come again, comin' back again
One more time for that nigga you come down
Yeah h Town
What if I'm riding down and I
Sit in that whip right there?
Damn, the bastards must be runnin' outta niggaz to arrest
Yeah, oh yeah, this goes out to all the families
That went through the struggle
Yeah, from the heart
It was from the heart, everything was real
All that I got is you
And I'm so thankful I made it through
Yo, dwellin' in the past, flashbacks when I was young
Whoever thought that I'd have a baby girl and three sons
I'm goin' through this difficult stage, I find it hard to believe
Why my old Earth had so many seeds
But she's an old woman and due to me, I respect that
I saw life for what it's really worth and took a step back
Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball
Eggs after school, eat grits 'cause we was poor
Grab the pliers for the channel, fix the hanger on the TV
Rockin' each others pants to school wasn't easy
We survived winters, snotty nosed with no coats
We kept it real, but the older brother still had jokes
Sadly, daddy left me at the age of six
I didn't know nuttin' but mommy neatly packed his shit
She cried, and grandma held the family down
I guess mommy wasn't strong enough, she just went down
Check it, fifteen of us in a three bedroom apartment
Roaches everywhere, cousins and aunts was there
Four in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head
I didn't like to sleep with Jon Jon, he peed the bed
Seven o'clock, pluckin' roaches out the cereal box
Some shared the same spoon, watchin' Saturday cartoons
Sugar water was our thing, every meal was no thrill
In the summer, free lunch held us down like steel
And there was days, I had to go to Tex house with a note
Stating, "Gloria can I borrow some food I'm dead broke"
So embarrasin', I couldn't stand to knock on they door
My friends might be laughin', I spent stamps in stores
Mommy, where's the toilet paper, use the newspaper
Look Ms.
Ooh, ooh ah, ooh aah ah
I done been in trouble, 'bout as long as I remember
My momma tried to help me, but I hardly ever listened
So she sent me to them white schools, I learned that I was different
They told me I'm a nigga, well now I know I am
I got my finger on the trigger, I'm a project baby
A free lunch felon, and I'm hungry every minute
Empty stomach, weed smoke can't fill it
If you don't listen to me, I set fire to the building
Need to listen to the children and the weapons they concealing
Hear the voices of a million when I sell my first million
I am bound to go diamond, ain't no luck or surprises
I am tanning on an island
I can feel the pressure but I see my new horizons
Me and all my niggas getting stars down on Sunset Boulevard
But niggas from the Southside with Xan bars and gun play
Niggas on that "someday"
If you shooting for the stars, you only headed one way
Ooh, ooh ah, ooh aah ah
Duck"
That's what momma said when we was eatin' that free lunch
Aw man, God damn, all hell broke loose
You killed my cousin back in '94, fuck yo' truce
Now crawl yo' head in that noose
You wind up dead on the news
Ain't no peace treaty, just piecin'
Bgs up to pre-approve, bodies on top of bodies
Iv's on top of IV's
Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the Isleys
When you hop on that trolley
Make sure your color's correct
Make sure you're corporate, or they'll be calling your mother collect
They say the governor collect, all of our taxes except
When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't no threat
You movin' backwards if you suggest that you sleep with a TEC
Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I guess
m.A.A.d city
"Man down
Where you from, nigga?"
Picture all the possibilities
Picture all the possibilities
Sounds like a love song
Sounds like a love song
The most incredible, baby
Uh, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Yeah, yeah, uh
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
Good dude, I know you love me like cooked food
Even though a nigga gotta move like a crook move
We was together on the block since free lunch
We shoulda been together havin' Four Seasons brunch
We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather
So now we travel first class to change the forecast
Never in bunches, just me and you
I loved your point of view 'cause you held no punches
Still I left you for months on end
It's been months since I checked back in
We're somewhere in a small town, somewhere lockin' a mall down
Woodgrain, four and change, Armor All'd down
I can understand why you want a divorce now
Though I can't let you know it, pride won't let me show it
Pretend to be heroic, that's just one to grow with
But deep inside a nigga so sick
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta let the song cry, uh
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
On repeat, the CD of Big's "Me and My Bitch"
Watchin' Bonnie and Clyde, pretendin' to be that shit
Empty gun in your hand sayin', "Let me see that clip"
Shoppin' sprees, pull out your Visa quick
A nigga had very bad credit, you helped me lease that whip
You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6
We was so happy poor, but when we got rich
That's when our signals got crossed, and we got flipped
Rather mine, I don't know what made me leave that shit
Made me speed that quick, let me see, that's it
It was the cheese, helped them bitches get amnesia quick
I used to cut up they buddies, now they sayin' they love me
Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me
Then I showed up in that dubbed-out buggy
And then they got fuzzy and they don't remember that
And I don't remember you
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
Yeah, I seen 'em comin' down your eyes
But I gotta make the song cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
A face of stone, was shocked on the other end of the phone
Word back home is that you had a special friend
So what was oh so special then?
Fucking shooting forth, if you
Ain't walking up, you fucking punk
Picking up the fucking pump
Picking off you suckers, suck a dick
Die a sucker punch
A ball of bullets coming from
AK’s, AR’s, Aye y’all duck
That’s what Mama said when we
Was eatin’ that free lunch
Aw man, god damn, all hell broke loose
You killed my cousin back in ‘94
Fuck yo truce
Now crawl yo head in that noose
You wind up dead on the news
And no peace treaties just peace
And BG’s appearing to prove
Bodies on top of bodies, IV’s on top of IV’s
Obviously the coroner between the
Sheets like the Isleys
When you hop on that trolly
Your color’s correct
Make sure each corporate knows they’ll
Be calling your mother collect
Now, what you expect?
Damn, the bastards must be runnin outta niggas to arrest
This goes out
To all the families that went through the struggle
Yeah, from the heart
It was from the heart, everything was real
Yo, dwellin' in the past, flashbacks when I was young
Whoever thought that I'd have a baby girl and three sons
I'm goin' through this difficult stage I find it hard to believe
Why my old Earth had so many seeds
But she's an old woman, and due to me I respect that
I saw life for what it's really worth and took a step back
Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball
Eggs after school, eat grits cause we was poor
Grab the pliers for the channel, fix the hanger on the TV
Rockin' each others pants to school wasn't easy
We survived winters, snotty nosed with no coats
We kept it real, but the older brother still had jokes
Sadly, daddy left me at the age of six
I didn't know nothin' but mommy neatly packed his shit
She cried, and grandma held the family down
I guess mommy wasn't strong enough, she just went down
Check it, fifteen of us in a three bedroom apartment
Roaches everywhere, cousins and aunts was there
Four in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head
I didn't like to sleep with Jon-Jon he peed the bed
Seven o'clock, pluckin' roaches out the cereal box
Some shared the same spoon, watchi'n Saturday cartoons
Sugar water was our thing, every meal was no thrill
In the summer, free lunch held us down like steel
And there was days I had to go to Tex house with a note
Stating "Gloria can I borrow some food I'm dead broke"
So embarrasin' I couldn't stand to knock on they door
My friends might be laughin', I spent stamps in stores
Mommy where's the toilet paper, use the newspaper
Look Ms.
Picture all the possibilities
Picture all the possibilities
Sounds like a love song
Sounds like a love song
The most incredible, baby
Uh, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Yeah, yeah, uh
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
Good dude, I know you love me like cooked food
Even though a nigga gotta move like a crook move
We was together on the block since free lunch
We shoulda been together havin' Four Seasons brunch
We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather
So now we travel first class to change the forecast
Never in bunches, just me and you
I loved your point of view 'cause you held no punches
Still I left you for months on end
It's been months since I checked back in
We're somewhere in a small town, somewhere lockin' a mall down
Woodgrain, four and change, Armor All'd down
I can understand why you want a divorce now
Though I can't let you know it, pride won't let me show it
Pretend to be heroic, that's just one to grow with
But deep inside a nigga so sick
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes
So I gotta let the song cry, uh
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
On repeat, the CD of Big's "Me and My Bitch"
Watchin' Bonnie and Clyde, pretendin' to be that shit
Empty gun in your hand sayin', "Let me see that clip"
Shoppin' sprees, pull out your Visa quick
A nigga had very bad credit, you helped me lease that whip
You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6
We was so happy poor, but when we got rich
That's when our signals got crossed, and we got flipped
Rather mine, I don't know what made me leave that shit
Made me speed that quick, let me see, that's it
It was the cheese, helped them bitches get amnesia quick
I used to cut up they buddies, now they sayin' they love me
Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me
Then I showed up in that dubbed-out buggy
And then they got fuzzy and they don't remember that
And I don't remember you
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
Yeah, I seen 'em comin' down your eyes
But I gotta make the song cry
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I gotta make the song cry
A face of stone, was shocked on the other end of the phone
Word back home is that you had a special friend
So what was oh so special then?
Some people spend their time
just running round in circles
always chasing some exotic bird
I prefer to spend sometime just listening
for that special something
that I've never ever heard
I like a new song to sing, another show
or somewhere entirely different to be
but baby, you make me feel so free
and so I yearn for mysteries calling me
that's the muse, that's the muse
but we only burn up with the passion
when there's absolutely nothing left to lose
I make it to spring
and it's no bed of roses
it's just more hard work
and bad, bad, bad company
but you make me feel so free
baby, you make me feel so free
I heard them saying
that you can have your cake and eat it
when all I wanted was just one free lunch
how can I eat it
when the man that's next to me now
he's grabbed the load and beat me to the punch
how can I even talk about freedom
when you know it's sweet mystery
but baby, you make me feel so free
I'm gonna lay my cards right down on the table
and spin the wheel and roll the dice
and whatever way it comes out
and whatever way it turns out
baby, you know, well that's the price
Well I order again
There's no need to explain
I just need somewhere to dump all my negativity
baby, you make me feel so free
baby, you make me feel so free
free
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
My bedroom's a office, my kitchen's a car
My life is a joke, my bathroom's a bar
I go there a lot, more than I should
I know I should stop but it feels too damn good
Call the Smithsonian I made a discovery
Life ain't forever and lunch isn't free
Loved ones will break your heart with or without you
Turns out we don't get to know everything
Turns out we don't get to know everything
I am your friend
I am the end
To all of your problems
I don’t pretend
I comprehend
Then instantly solve them
Look at my Benz
Look how it sends
A lasting message
To you I can lend
There is no cash that you need to mess with
I am so zen
I don’t defend
Cause I got investments
That pay for my friends
Whatever we spend
We get the essence
Ten out of ten
Again and again
With never a lesson
We don’t depend
On rules, we bend
Instant perfection
Ooooh
Didn’t momma teach you right
Huh
There’s no
There’s no such thing as a
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
All you need to do is enter to win
Unlimited credit, unlimited credit
Just come in and get it
Just come in and get it
Unlimited credit
Just enter to win
Heavy weight, heavy weight
I know that it kills you to hold it
But I have the silver bullet
Just enter to win
No need to work
No need to pay
No need to hurt
No need for pain
Here’s the magical escape
Just enter to win
Hey, man
Yea, you
Sorry to drive up on you like this
It’s just
We’re trying to find
The finest of guys
To give a once-in-a-lifetime prize to
My dude
You fit the bill
Live so chill, I see
And we
We have a real steal of deal
Just follow me
To the back of the van
Ooh, brand new
Two-thousand-dollar speakers
An extra set, ordered by mistake
But wait, we’re eager
So better yet, just hit the ATM
For one grand
And we’ll have less regret
Knowing you are taking them
Off our hands
Ooooh
Didn’t daddy teach you right
Huh
There’s no
There’s no such thing as a
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
All you need to do is enter to win
Unlimited credit, unlimited credit
Just come in and get it
Just come in and get it
Unlimited credit
Just enter to win
Heavy weight, heavy weight
I know that it kills you to hold it
But I have the silver bullet
Just enter to win
No need to work
No need to pay
No need to hurt
No need for pain
Here’s the magical escape
Just enter to win
Lotto-ticket fantasy
White van speaker scam
You can’t hop up in that Mercy
For free
Don’t do it, man
Don’t do it, man
You are grown
And you should know better
One doesn’t give a bit
And get a bunch
There is no such thing
No such thing
As a free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
Free lunch, free lunch
All you need to do is enter to win
Unlimited credit, unlimited credit
Just come in and get it
Just come in and get it
Unlimited credit
Just enter to win
Heavy weight, heavy weight
I know that it kills you to hold it
But I have the silver bullet
Just enter to win
No need to work
No need to pay
No need to hurt
No need for pain
Here’s the magical escape
Just enter to win
Take this good advice
If they're gonna judge you for life
Say we can't always be fly
We gon' be good long as them sneakers white
You'll be alright
Said you'll be alright
Gucci iced out, whole hood had 'em
Ice cream 'fore the hypebeasts that's into fashion
Being forreal, yo try being Pharrell
When your black ass in a back class, the fronting was real
No Lauren London, we was on a budget
You know, sharin' Old Navy so the army could be fresh in public
Where the sneaker stores and laundromats get all the money
Cause it ain't 'bout what you're doin', 'bout how you're lookin'
When they love you for your status and your catalog
And everybody got a jersey to play along
Back then the hoes checkin' for your zapatos
So even dirty niggas had the foams
Take this good advice
If they're gonna judge you for life
Say we can't always be fly
We gon' be good long as them sneakers white
You'll be alright
Said you'll be alright
Biotech trainers on the way to work
And we would quietly complain while Eric would lurk
That was the PG Plaza manager, managin' us
Yeah I'm standin' in Lucky 7s but slingin' them Lugz
Still have them Js for the low, low, and I could get 'em early
But I'm not without a conscience, I see people out there hurtin'
Got 'em for Penny Foams that was bought at this very store
And I think that was my shift, then again I'm not very sure
And that's a lot that can get to ya
When you're not sellin' drugs but the outcome is similar
Cause out come them niggas with pistols, tellin' you give 'em up
Now out come the moms with tissues cause you ain't give a fuck
Free lunch for everyone, income was very uh
On the second and 16th everyone would have every 1
And Reebok would carry pump, and that's not the scary part
These niggas love white shoes so much they'd be buried in them
You'll be alright
Take this good advice
If they're gonna judge you for life
Say we can't always be fly
We gon' be good long as them sneakers white
You'll be alright
Said you'll be alright
No matter how good or lavish us niggas got it
We just a bunch of ravenous addicts living for fancy haberdashery
P.S. 111 at free lunch, embarrassed but managed to get a plate
We was kids hungry, mom's working I was famished, she getting home late
So I decided now I'm in charge
Either stay full of starve, corner store like Mr.
I sit in my easy chair
I've got so much time to spare
Because I know in the future day
I'll have my lion's share
There's nothing that I like better
Than getting something for nothing
Some will tell you that nothing's for free
Obviously they've not met me
I live the lifestyle they speak of so highly
I live the life, the life O'Riley
You can have your cake and eat it too
And there's lots of free lunch for you
You think you're being cheated, you don't have a clue
You don't know what to do
I sit in my easy chair
I've got so much time to spare
Because I know in the future day
I'll have my lion's share
I live the lifestyle they speak of so highly
I live the life, the life O'Riley
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