Traduction: Kippi Brannon. Des pistes de réflexion.
for both It is just my professional side that keeps me wondering without a loaf What makes it possible for me to kick to you Predict to you for future reference For
Food for thought You give me food for thought Filling me up with your love I can't control my hands Food for thought You give me food for thought Oh
Mary is born again today. Ivory Madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the manna coming from the west. Ivory Madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the
used to be in the Hampton's partied alot We was The Breakfast Club you was a part of the ROC We used to make up special names for the food we ate Remember
m down to earth like gravity, but man we up Women get around me and they cannot keep their panties up Your boy drop jewels, you niggas should ante up This is food for thought
[Phonte] Sunshine or rain, I'll be there For the good times or bad, I'll be there Sunshine or rain, I'll be there For the good times or bad, I'll be
up your wrench My head can't contain these dreams of mine When I'm rich there's some shit I'm gonna leave behind For now, it's food for thought it'll
t believe T show off your voice Yeahhh See me i scream for the scrape my taxman rape Government wonderin why we show hate When theres kids sayin mummy im starving hungry need food
for you "No--" No soup for you "No--" No soup for you "No--" I'm eating real good, nigga "No soup for you" "No soup for, for, for you" I got no time
we hate well never meet walking down the road everybody yelling "hurry up, hurry up!" but im waiting for you i must go slow i must not think bad thoughts
and they'd love to see me die Why not love to see me live instead of helpin my family cry? Like a homeless person with a sign, I would work for food Ain
can't nobody ever take the place of my momma but raisin me was hard so i thank god for my... Chorus Auntie and grandmama when i thought i wouldn't make
for what its worth I wanna die while I'm sleeping, not while I'm creeping Because my closest homies, might be into grim reaping Hard for me to believe
of shit is when you want to see your woman tonight On top of that there was no food, phone, water or lights I had a state be thought of suicide, nobody
echo] Forever ghetto Necessary picture food stamps Outlaw thug niggas Never left the boot camp [Verse 2: BuckShot & Cocoa Brovas] I'm a nigga for
never faded Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin' Got a Mercedes for these tricks That thought I quit Then got a drop top jag for these
