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macut maker - food 4 thought lyrics

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intro:
yeah
he who speaks the truth
is the truth n-gga
this for the n-ggas who refuse to respect me

visions of my future
looking more than dating the hottest b-tch in the world
and my pockets looking like rasputia
fat and colored
unlike the average n-gga i can see past my first million
specs on my forehead this is bigger than my lenses
chunkin v’s on some winston churchill
its quite a game with all these monkeys in the middle
b-tches like some splenda, sweet and artificial
in and out the booth without a ribbon
ain’t know compet-tion so what you trynna distinguish
no number jersey,this ain’t no game to me
shackles on these n-ggas stop acting like you playing me
came in as a refugee, now a n-gga k!llin it
save yall selves the pity
i just dropped my first at a university
pats on the back, finished with bout 3.70
no esteem to my enemies, they ain’t got the same enmity
no circ-mference of n-ggas i can’t be dancing around no fire
trynna sketch a legacy before my time expire
i hope my flows permeate your noggin
call me out if i ain’t breach the levees
and to my haters i hope i aggravate your envy
acting like you can’t switch me out or end me
such as wishful thinking, im balling like carmelo
while a true craftsman, donatello
a strange fellow, i am trynna be
storied like oth-llo
but i ain’t dying for no b-tch
sorry but why spoil such a gift thats wordplay
by the way, props to my cousin for graduating
with a degree under his belt, the game upon his palms
n-gga share the wealth, make a mill and pave the way
watch it though, them grimy n-ggas will try and drop you from the top
i give you only that as food for thought



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