Soul Food (精神食粮) - Goodie Mob Written by:Brandon Ben My old boy from the point But I'm from southwest and every Now and then I get put to the test But I can't be stopped Cause I gotta come true ain't go no gun But I got my crew Didn't come for no beef cause I don't eat steak I got a plate of soul food chicken rice and gravy Not covered in too much Drinking a cup of punch tropical Every last Thursday of the month
Daddy put tha hot grits on my chest in tha morning When I was sick Mary had tha hot soup boiling Didn't know why but it felt so good Like some waffles in that morning Headed back to tha woods Now I'm full as tick Got some soul on blast in tha cassette Food for my brain I haven't stopped learning yet Hot wings from Mo-Joes Got my forehead sweating Celery and blue cheese on my menu next Southern fry won't allow my body to lie still Tied face goons surround me like cancer drill Me with second hand obstables But only to make matters worse Plus I'm getting pimped by this temp lady Jackie From optima staffing figure laughing Shut up clown don't talk to me Like that looking stupid of course Living day by day and you ain't hard Trick hell you say
It's such a blessing when my eyes Get to see the sun rise I'm ready to begin another chance to get further away from where I've been What I'll never forget everythang I went through
I appreciate the sh*t because If I hada went and took the easy way I wouldn't be the strong ni**a that I am today Everythang that I did Different thangs I was told Just ended up being food for my soul Come and get yo' soul food well well
Good old fashioned soul food all right
Everythang is for free As good as it can be Come and get some soul food
Sunday morning where you eating at I'm on 1365 wichita drive Ole' burd working the stove ride Churches dropping chicken in yesterday's grease Didn't go together with this quart of mickey's Last night hanging over from a good time Yeah beef is cheaper but It's pumped with red dye between two pieces of bread Shawty look good with dem hairy legs Wish I could cut her up but ma stomach come before sex A house full of hoes now what's the ingredient
Spaghetty plus her monthly flow They know they making it hard on the yard F**k Chris Darden f**k Marcia Clark
Taking us when we're in the spotlight for a joke Changing by the day I see it's getting bigga in my square Looking at Lenox from the outside With a stare no money to go inside Tameka and Tiffany outside tripping And skipping rope to the beats from my jeep As I speak wuz up from the driver seat A heaping helping of fried chicken Macaroni and cheese and collard greens Too big for my jeans Smoke steams from under the lid that's on the pot Ain't never had allot but thankful for The little that I got why not be Fast food got me feeling sick Them crackers think they slick By trying to make this b******t affordable
I thank the lord that my voice was recordable Come an get your soul food well well Hold up C it's what I write And Miss Lady acting like we in jail Says she ain't got no extra hush puppis to sell Bankhead seafood making me hit that door With a mind full of attitude It was a line at tha beautiful Jj's Ribshack was packed too
Looking to be one of dem days When Momma ain't cooking Everybody's out hunting with tha family Looking for a little soul food
Come and get yo' soul food well well
Good old fashioned soul food all right
Everythang is for free As good as it can be Come and get some soul food
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Everythang is for free As good as it can be Come and get some soul food