Soul Food

[Part 1] [Verse 1] God damn, god damn, conversations with legends Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us Breaking bread like I'm Jesus Money ain't everything, but somehow eases Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin' Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfucking kill him I said I really want to kill him, but I can't Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't See my vision from pictures I paint Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past Chillin’, sippin' Sinatra from a flask Little bobby, just a youngin’, skating was my hobby Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door Can’t take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats Never stolen, I’m from Maryland Where they shoot you in the dark of the night Like Christopher Nolan, for talking outta your colon Catch me rollin’ with the realest Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero Far from a hero, bitch, I’m De Niro in Goodfellas If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella Let me tap into my inner southern killer, none other illa Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa We don’t do it for the skrilla, we do it for love Word to my homies up above, we slinging like drugs And overdose 'em like the dealer does [Thalia] Hip Hop [Part 2] [Interlude] I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him [Verse 2] See my vision as I've elevated and risen Open your eyes, despise lies told with deadly precision I finally made my way up out that section 8 division Not by busting and killing though I've had my share of stealin' But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings While the label only care about making a killin' Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G That's the shit they never see But I own supremacy, number 1 I better be Bitch, I said I bet I be Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me Tell me how is they gon' remember me As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me Just because I was different, just because I was doing what I love And the fans they say they love you, but they push and they shove Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it I just gave them twenty songs, now they want another hundred I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted Still that same motherfucker from that YS1 Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed That my music is different and my vision's rearranged? I just stop, and do my best to refrain From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane Will I die? Will I live? Give the world everything I have to give This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions Of people that separated, but all equal To know the ending one must understand the prequel I swear this music in my genes like Denim Lyricism seep in 'em like venom Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer Even though heaven sent him Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone