, I'm gonna eat some food I'm gonna eat some fooo--oood. I'm gonna eat, eat, eat, eat (EAT EAT EAT EAT!) Some food I'm gonna eat some food Oh! I'm
gat [Verse 2: Young Buck] They say the club is a death trap (why) cause niggas be beefin And they be thinkin its cool so they be right where they be left
know aint no thing but chicken wing partner I'm gonna handle mine the best I can you know never give up boy yeah right me against the whole world right
trying to live life right God knows with all my might But I'm just barely getting by Cuz money's way too tight And I can say this right The struggle
been eating chicken, Or meat, Or anything. And you said yes, but you've been wearing leather and laughed and said We're at the top of the food chain.
This testimony and we say, 'We can, we can! ' We can do it Gotta put ya mind to it Put ya feet in the dirt Just push right through it When shit get rough
no) Eazy, rest his soul Left us in the mess, I don't regret it But we better get up and get it, go Everythang's gon' wrong Since you left Bone ain't nothin
only way to get through all these troubled times. There's war, poverty, famine. But having a saying makes it all seem better. There isn't enough food
from dem see yuh wid a spliff dem suspect oonu Stress oonu, right haffi read before dem tek oonu Cau yuh know di law nuh protect oonu Food haffi mek yuh
a circle my arms will be And doing the same as you It ain't right it's only for you and me Only the lonely do it seperately Keep it alive on the food
howls at the moon My mind spins, my sins crowd the room My heart don't beat it just skips out of tune I can't even hold down food I'm so rude Bad attitude
Joe:] Good coke, hard ride stashes in the bodyshop Only way to break them bricks down is karate chops Niggas gettin left right in front of the? Leave
don?t believe in superstars, organic food and foreign cars I don?t believe the price of gold, the certainty of growing old That right is right and left
wrongs we do and still be plain sailing Top the food chain and Still bloody complaining I set my course for Truthville The truth-will surface maybe, (maybe) Bridge: I left
but We're just a couple of kids who got drunk at a party And later that night I undressed you like Barbie The very next morning we both should have left
the guard dogs Cause they bite Progress just passed us by, to the right Just a little money in my pocket and a little bit left for those I love to have enough food
: (feat. Solomon Childs, Trife Da God) [Intro: Trife Da God] Uh-huh, whoo, just smoothing it out, right now My nigga Halloween, we gon' get rich this
and I'm gon' stay alive I think you want my bitches, I envy I owe niggas I'm gonna reach the sky, get on some food and we ain't gon' stop now [Ghostface