It's a shame When niggaz gon realize we the same You helpin the enemy win the game If you a playa use precision Don't make a decision in haste Your blood
I knew, I kinda pieced together what they was kinda trying to say man because in a way, God is everything, yaknowhatI'msayin? He he he workin through
When the scene unfolds Young girls thirteen years old Expose themselves to any Tom, Dick, and Hank Got mo' stretch marks than these hoes Hollin they
bullshit Black people ya'll better realize, we losin, you better fight and die If you got to get yo' spirit and mind back and we got to do it together Goodie Mob means, "The Good
Lord it's so hard, living this life A constant struggle each and every day Some wonder why I'd rather die Than to continue living this way Many are
One to da two da three da four Dem dirty Red Dogs done hit the door And they got everybody on they hands and knees And they ain't gonna leave until they
Naaah I can't do this shit y'all my stuff home Gotta nigga name all lit up This ain't the first time this name all lit up Man y'all niggaz realize man
And not go out the other ear Guess who? stood beside me when y'all wouldn't force fed when I Couldn't lift a spoon to my skull God is good, God is kind
Everyday somebody gets killed What's the deal it's 1995 and a nigga wanna live the type of life that people dream I want things, a crib, a car, while
drip or bleed Cuz', you know me, givin' me left hand dap P-funk be ridin' shot gun escort your window broke out son A cool breeze got my lips chap, mornin' slap some Soul
instinct Ain't no mo' you, ain't no mo' me It's only us but no unity Got yo' eyes open still can't see You' soul is priceless but you'll die for free
[knock knock knock] WHO IZIT? Hey man, it's straight shoota man Man how many times bro? Hit me three times man, let me see them talkin Aight Aight brutha
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change Courage to change the things I can And wisdom to know the difference
Sometimes words are enough to kill over Thanksgiving didn't give So what should I hope for I keep on looking fo job But job seems not to like me What
As I begin fall in, I spark da riot No longer quiet, I got a voice that's in ya ear Stand clear, it's madness everywhere I look But can't see so much
to face life and harsh realities That come wit the territody didn't know when I was young So many get hung to hang Take away the bad and bring back The good
never had been apart of this mess Cause the system got us fucked up It put us to the test, women and men if you black you in Food for the soul listen
food for my soul [Chorus] Come and get yo' soul food, well well Good old-fashioned soul food, all right Everythang is for free As good as it can be Come
