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speak - brain food (whats for dinner?) lyrics

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[intro]

[verse 1: speak!]
i used to wanna rhyme like black star
now all i wanna do is sell black tar
heroin to white girls with them black cards
b-tch! i told you one day i would be a rap star
not the type to be concerned with being fresh to death
but the type to post in my garage all night cookin’ meth
crystals in my pocket im a science fair winner
the smell of beef and rotten t–th, hey mama whats for dinner
trick-or-treat let em tweak
obsessively i will tweet
see the scabs across my face, what the f-ck is wrong with speak!
shut the door im watchin’ p-rn
its my choice to be alone
see the girl f-ck a wh0r-
just leave me be, to each his own
every rappers got they on set of problems
and im the jew sent from h-ll who really wants to rob em
well what the f-ck would i do with some nikes and a snapback
you lames are walkin’ atm’s and im expecting cash back
lsd flashbacks hit me like a flash-flood
2 cold scorpio f-ckin’ with that flash funk
in my trunk i got a mexican family
moving weight is p-ssé
we into human trafficking
everybody’s panicin’ the worlds about to end
and 2012 is comin’ up im lookin’ for some head
sh-t im tryna get some face, im tryna get some mouth
on the couch my mama gave to me the day that i moved out
now you’ll see what happens when this birdie leaves the nest
im droppin sh-t from up above so please enjoy the mess
this is for my ex’s each and every one
half are pregnant half are married all are looking pretty dumb
but maybe it was better that we ended when we did
cause i probably woulda k!lled myself if you had my kid
i am not the father, i am not the son
i am inside out boy, this here is my gun



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