This is Food

Into: Yeah Hunger Pains This is Food I told 'em I wasn't finished Verse 1: Yo, keep the flavor my haters is gettin' nauseous They can't even grasp the goals that I've accomplished This shit is nonsense, Im layin' prayin' God blessed The Super Sayian name is sprayin' all you dogs left They say I'm sick its like these words are not obtainable My verse is not debatable, these rappers hearts are made of wool I'm payed in full, grab your face and then I break your skull It takes its toll, pull my blade and watch me make it dull I used to play the local bar, now we play in festivals Smokin' strains of medical, my flow will break the pedestal Blow an eighth to mexico, I'm here to take the centerfold Take the hate, I let it go, I'm eatin' steak with seven hoes In a Jacuzzi, smokin' uzi"s like I'm Scar-Face You don't got no bars mate, no gettin' past the yard gates I'm like a coke-head homie, I been had lines And you so fucking basic you don't get that rhyme Hook (X2): This is food And you can't get it cheap You gotta' get it some how when you ain't have shit to eat My whole life I've been livin' like a sinner These hunger pains got me piggin' out at dinner Verse 2: Y'all just started when I'm askin' for dessert You probably couldn't fit me in a casket or a hearse And I won't need no flowers or a Paster in the church Cause y'all so fucking terrible I'm laughin' till it hurts The fat boy, I don't want to know my wait size Take five, one thing you won't see me do is waist time Embrace rhyme, make these pussys form a straight line The radio loves pop music but hates mine Well you a pee on , I'm shittin' on your speakers You backpacking rappers still listenin' to Yeezuz Rap never died, I've been christened in the fetus And I write the type of shit to make you listen and repeat it Ugh, hes a bad motherfucker I don't crack to other artists cause they camps full of suckers I'm fuckin' up the game, I got a hand full of rubbers And I still drink beer and wear my hat like a trucker [Hook]