Are You Are My Daily Bread (You Are) You Are My Living Well (Never Thirst Again) You Are My Present Help You Are, You Are You Are, You Are Every Good And Perfect Thing
] It don't stop Straight to the top til the game lock You know I gotta rep for my hood and my block Stackin' up my bread, make me stand a little taller
that silly shit I fittin to ride for my hood I ain't Benedick I go extra extra hard I ain't fittin to quit I'm in this thing for the bread I ain't in
for the count. [Verse 1: B.O.B.] Cheaa Yessir it's the beat from decatur, Can't see in the knees of a hater, Real sharp on my thing like a razor-blade
go, Hataz goin down for the count [Verse 1:] This sir, is the beef from the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [?] Real sharp on my thing like a razor
we go, Hataz goin down for the count [Verse 1:] This sir, is the beef from the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [? ] Real sharp on my thing like
sugar I wanna make my coffee sweet I wanna smear some butter on my bread And I just got to have my meat When you start rationing You really played the game And things
do the cooking... [GIRL 1] Und I make the bed. [EMCEE] I go out daily To earn our daily bread. But we've one thing in common, [GIRL 1] He... [EMCEE
?Cause even before we hit the bedroom I was friends with you If they ask, I ain?t gotta say whom in them interviews My sweet thing never believe them
you cause even before we hit the bedroom I was friends with you when they ask I aint gotta say whom in them interviews my sweet thing never believe
ahead and im lookin for bread, i gotta eat on these streets shit 17-5 bout 2 holla at G'z im a real nigga, real nigga'z do real things and i can keep
'm the best and I came to get down I've been know to rock the microphone She got a boyfriend but, left him home see I got style so yes I brag the things
[George] "I didn't get any bread" [Jerry] "Just forget it, let it go" [George] "Excuse I think you forgot my bread" [Soup Nazi] "You want bread?" [George
ll all tune in So I'm a do it bigger than an Audemar wrist watch Hip-Hop slackin, why they gettin Grammies when these niggas is actin? They phony, should get Tonies for the thing
Even Trip I Don't Block No Head I Tell Them Hoes "Do Me" Like Rocko Said But You Can Get Up Outta Here If You Ain't Got No Bread Cause Even My Bed Gotta
[Intro:] I need Christ, that's the only thing I know, I really can't breath right, I'm strangled by animosity from by own people, lately it's hard to
grind Can't slack one second can't lack one minute Ain't got a million yet daddy but the plot thicken With that said I will kill niggas dead Go to playing with my bread
