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letra de food 4 thought - paranom & purpose

[intro]
yo i heard it was once said
the human body is the best work of art
making a piece of art
nah mean
van goh god flow though
sacred geometrist
ghetto botanist

[verse 1]
a drop of soul that leaves the quill
onto patties that’s caribbean
oblivion the will, lava to obsidian
what you eat’s what you really then
i’m brolic after broccoli
doctrines locked in philosophy
scholarly skin mahogany
water
pressure leakin’ fire signs
up outta the zodiac
down to earth
there’s n-ggas under the ground
that’s sippin’ that cognac
it gotta hurt
heart disease
yours with an apostrophe
the knowledge lurk through poverty
but we still feedin’ sloppily
shallow b-tches say this sh-t
ain’t deep enough properly
market to narcissist
talkatives
ya sugar high offin’ me
red rum
no red dye
when fed lye i break down fed lies
codex alimentarius bred why?
they wantin’ me to die
just as a black man
with the phat manner
your features cry
cause i dominate the sky, quetzacoatl
my n-ggas just yodle
soon as the mountains rise
up on the countryside
this city boy got lunch devised, yeah
knowing’s better than believin’
yo matter fact
showin’s better than achievin’
i’m tryna be the most
dangerous man so i can lead them
to lead theyself movin’ in stealth
with plans that lead to freedom
hittin’ the breeze then
live my dreams with afghan kush
in the philistine that’s wrapped
to push you to biscuits
and a pile of cream
with a pound of steam
these eyes that wonder
though nothin’ that glitters is gold
as long as you filled you sold
mothaf-cka

[hook] – 2x
master of the fate
strictly knowledge on my plate
fickle dollars of that grape, ape
a monster on the tape
from the gate
this food for thought until we straight
see my sun relate
only grillin’ for that cake
man i need that shine to grow
til i go, to the cape
feelin’ great
food for thought
until the dish on the escape
(see the mental got expensive taste nah)

[verse 2]
simulation
freedom come by paces
grace and cultivation
gmo, godly motivation
just to eat i’m racin’
down the rabbit hole
like adidas sh-lls on zapatos
fadin’ out the thirst
for racks in the ‘lacs with toast
just for gross
surf the net
recipe set for what i cook up
in my brain to confess
crack the code
crack and blow to catch
the immaculate one by the toe
my n-gga stay low, and just say bet
i know you need the dough
like msg with poison games
for flossin’ lames who cost they brain
the sun’s horizon fios
info into these carrots
the same as my diamond vision
cuttin’ lenses in these cameras
perception photosynthesis
vegan pockets the slammer
this wealth via health on my delf
with my n-ggas with banners
above and beyond but we the people too
and const-tute the pursuit of gems
as the loot to suit to loose the noose
i’m too astute to goose
the falcon waitin just to roost
every mornin’ rise an ottoman legacy
pokin’ to boost, it’s war man

[hook] – 2x

[outro]

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