young zion 6600 - brain food lyrics
[intro]
the question isn’t what we’re gonna do (ayo, ayo)
the question is what aren’t we gonna do
yo, yo, yo, yo
i heard yall need some food for the mind, for the soul
they think he’s a righteous dude!
[verse 1] – young zion 6600
a young black man, mic in his hand
do what he can
to move the people’s spirit so let’s begin
f-ck friends, they only rollin’ if you got ends
but when you dead broke, n-ggas is ghosts [?] (sh-t’s kinda f-cked up)
jumped in the game, and called it inaudible
i can’t believe you said you was rapping
that sh-t was horrible
deplorable, all of you n-ggas need to practice
so average, yo when i jump on this beat, i’, causing havoc (zion, go ahead and talk yo sh-t)
i see you got a flashy patek, but no soul
you gave that sh-t up for f-cking bankrolls
no goals, too busy f-cking with broke hoes
who hit you for your bread and b-tter, yo that’s a no-go
they say “zion the holy prophet”
but i did a lot of evil sh-t when i had lonely pockets
but i dropped it and i picked up the microphone and i rocked it
yo i’m godly, and none of you mortal n-ggas can stop me
the very essence of hip-hop, when kid’ll rhyme so hard
it’ll make your brain just do flip flops
i’m ruthless off the rap, i k!ll more n-ggas than sick cops
[?]
the kids about to blow it’s just a matter of tick-tock
i’m smokin’ trees so good, they’ll make your head do the cryp walk
yo, i’m stackin’ dividends and they’re more tall as a beanstalk
yo, i used to sip lean dog, now i’m stacking that green, dog
livin’ good with my team, dog
[verse 2] – dbangz
my flows is lethal so i’m blowing like a china lake
i could give a f-ck if a lame n-gga tryna hate
i don’t want to f-ck i want your b-tch to watch me m-st-rbate
i got the visual prowess [?]
i’m soulful, flowin’ like i am [?]
the young mogul, scoop your b-tch up and give her a throatful
i’m hopeful that dbangz stays flyer than postal
i stay in my lane, only did for what i’m supposed to
i’m golden, never foldin’, readin’ shōnen
my knowledge is just as deep as what i’m rollin’
n-gga, i’m ’bout as clean a a vegan’s colon
ice on my d-ck but it wasn’t even swolen
i hold two brews to my main palm
my whole flow [?] bruh i’m droppin’ that napalm
y’all faces be sprayed on, i’ll fix it like g-ycon
henny got me movin’ slow motion like trey songz
[outro]
pardon my french, but you’re an -ssh0l-!
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