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(Intro):

1996. (Soul Food).

Eightball and MJG, Goodie Mob, Crazy C

Bringing the Soul Food straight to you.

Sit down and get yourself a plate.



(Sample):

"Get a plate of soul food, chicken rice and gravy."



(Verse 1):

(T-Mo):

My old boy from the Point. But I`m from Southwest

And every now and then I get put to the test

But I can`t be stopped, `cause I gotta come true

Ain`t go no gun. But I got my crew

Didn`t come fo` no beef cause I don`t eat steak

I got a plate of soul food chicken, rice and gravy,

Not covered in too much. Drinking a cup of punch-

Tropical-every last Thursday of the month



(Big Gipp):

Daddy put the hot grits on my chest in the morning

When I was sick, Mary had the hot soup boiling

Didn`t know why, but it felt so good

Like some waffles in that morning

Headed back to the woods

Now I`m full as tick. Got some soul on blast in the cassette

Food for my brain. I haven`t stopped learning yet

Hot wings from Mo-Joes. Got my forehead sweating

Celery and blue cheese on my menu next



(Koujo)

Southern Fry won`t allow my body to lie still

Tied face goons surround me like cancer

Drill me with second-hand obstacles

But, only to make matters worse

Plus, I`m getting pimped by this temp lady Jackie

From Optima: staffing figure. Laughing

Shut up clown. Don`t talk to me like that

Looking stupid of course. Living day by day

And you ain`t hard trick? Hell you say?



(Cee-lo)

It`s such a blessing when my eyes get to see the sun rise

I`m ready to begin

Another chance to get further away from where I`ve been

But I`ll never forget

Every thing I went through, I appreciate the shit

Because if I had of went and took the easy way,

I wouldn`t be the strong nigga that I am today

Every thing that I did, different things I was told,

Just ended up being 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 and get some soul food



(Koujo)

Sunday morning where you eating at?

I`m on 1365 Wichita Drive.

Old Bird working the stove right?

Church`s dripping chicken in yesterday`s grease

Didn`t go together with this quart of Mickey`s

Last night hanging over from a good time

Yeah, beef is cheaper,

But it`s pumped with "red dye" between two pieces of bread

Shawty look good with them hairy legs

Wish I could cut her up, but my stomach come before sex

A house full of hoes. Now what`s the ingredient:

Spaghetti, plus her monthly flow



(T-Mo):

They know they making it hard on the yard

Fuck Chris Darden! Fuck Marsha Clark!

Taking us when we`re in the spotlight for a joke

Changing by the day. I see it`s getting bigger in my square

Looking at Lenox from the outside

With a stare. No money to go inside

Tameka and Tiffany outside tripping and skipping rope

to the beats from my jeep

As I speak, "Whats up" from the driver seat



(Cee-lo)

A heaping helping of fried chicken,

macaroni and cheese and collard greens

Too big for my jeans

Smoke steams from under the lid that`s on the pot

Ain`t never had a lot. But thankful for the little that I got

Why not be? Fast food got me feeling sick

Them crackers think they slick

By tryin to make this bullshit affordable

I thank the Lord that my voice was recordable

for soul food



Come an get your soul food well well..



(Big Gipp)

Hold up C. It`s what I write

And Miss Lady, acting like we in jail

Says she ain`t got no extra hush puppies to sell

Bankhead Seafood making me hit that door with a mind full of attitude

It was a line at the Beautiful

JJ`S Ribshack was packed too

Looking to be one of them days when mama ain`t cooking

Everybody`s out hunting with the family

Looking for a little s

(Intro):

1996. (Soul Food).

Eightball and MJG, Goodie Mob, Crazy C

Bringing the Soul Food straight to you.

Sit down and get yourself a plate.



(Sample):

"Get a plate of soul food, chicken rice and gravy."



(Verse 1):

(T-Mo):

My old boy from the Point. But I`m from Southwest

And every now and then I get put to the test

But I can`t be stopped, `cause I gotta come true

Ain`t go no gun. But I got my crew

Didn`t come fo` no beef cause I don`t eat steak

I got a plate of soul food chicken, rice and gravy,

Not covered in too much. Drinking a cup of punch-

Tropical-every last Thursday of the month



(Big Gipp):

Daddy put the hot grits on my chest in the morning

When I was sick, Mary had the hot soup boiling

Didn`t know why, but it felt so good

Like some waffles in that morning

Headed back to the woods

Now I`m full as tick. Got some soul on blast in the cassette

Food for my brain. I haven`t stopped learning yet

Hot wings from Mo-Joes. Got my forehead sweating

Celery and blue cheese on my menu next



(Koujo)

Southern Fry won`t allow my body to lie still

Tied face goons surround me like cancer

Drill me with second-hand obstacles

But, only to make matters worse

Plus, I`m getting pimped by this temp lady Jackie

From Optima: staffing figure. Laughing

Shut up clown. Don`t talk to me like that

Looking stupid of course. Living day by day

And you ain`t hard trick? Hell you say?



(Cee-lo)

It`s such a blessing when my eyes get to see the sun rise

I`m ready to begin

Another chance to get further away from where I`ve been

But I`ll never forget

Every thing I went through, I appreciate the shit

Because if I had of went and took the easy way,

I wouldn`t be the strong nigga that I am today

Every thing that I did, different things I was told,

Just ended up being 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 and get some soul food



(Koujo)

Sunday morning where you eating at?

I`m on 1365 Wichita Drive.

Old Bird working the stove right?

Church`s dripping chicken in yesterday`s grease

Didn`t go together with this quart of Mickey`s

Last night hanging over from a good time

Yeah, beef is cheaper,

But it`s pumped with "red dye" between two pieces of bread

Shawty look good with them hairy legs

Wish I could cut her up, but my stomach come before sex

A house full of hoes. Now what`s the ingredient:

Spaghetti, plus her monthly flow



(T-Mo):

They know they making it hard on the yard

Fuck Chris Darden! Fuck Marsha Clark!

Taking us when we`re in the spotlight for a joke

Changing by the day. I see it`s getting bigger in my square

Looking at Lenox from the outside

With a stare. No money to go inside

Tameka and Tiffany outside tripping and skipping rope

to the beats from my jeep

As I speak, "Whats up" from the driver seat



(Cee-lo)

A heaping helping of fried chicken,

macaroni and cheese and collard greens

Too big for my jeans

Smoke steams from under the lid that`s on the pot

Ain`t never had a lot. But thankful for the little that I got

Why not be? Fast food got me feeling sick

Them crackers think they slick

By tryin to make this bullshit affordable

I thank the Lord that my voice was recordable

for soul food



Come an get your soul food well well..



(Big Gipp)

Hold up C. It`s what I write

And Miss Lady, acting like we in jail

Says she ain`t got no extra hush puppies to sell

Bankhead Seafood making me hit that door with a mind full of attitude

It was a line at the Beautiful

JJ`S Ribshack was packed too

Looking to be one of them days when mama ain`t cooking

Everybody`s out hunting with the family

Looking for a little s

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