What happened to the soul food
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What happened to the soul food
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I¡¯m talkin' good eatin' good seasonin'
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Out here in this world
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just tryna make it
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Everything I see
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sometimes I can't take it
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But damn I really miss those times
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That soul food's on my mind
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Mind mind mind
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Grandma's hands used to usher
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Sunday mornings
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Now before Sunday school
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I hustle and I'm on it
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I can't slow down nah
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a dollar and a dream
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In this life you live you're either
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the dealer or the fiend
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Leanin' horizontal
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The acrobats on the corner they flip
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So when them white vans
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pull up shawty we dip
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Out of view could've been
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a track star at the school
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But it took the police
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just to get that 44 out of you
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Dash sprint hurdle over
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those steel gates
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They keep us in and keep folk out
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but we don't feel safe
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As we used to back
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when we was in a booster
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Watchin' our uncles drink coolers
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talkin' pound for pound bruisers
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Over rib bones
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Now I sideways tote
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How did Bobby Johnson hold it
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Pull the trigger 'til the clip gone
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Potato tip no potato salad
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That American pie
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ain't even snappin'
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Out here in this world
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just tryna make it
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Everything I see
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sometimes I can't take it
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But damn I really miss those times
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That soul food's on my mind
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Mind mind mind
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Aromas on the corner
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these the soul they say
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Some greens just can't be cleaned
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and you can't wash out the taste
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Of rotten roots
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Salted looks and herbs
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If it ain't made with love
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then it ain't fit to serve I heard
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Some get bruised and battered
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Thrown away half eaten
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as if their seeds
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never ever mattered
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It ain't ripe it ain't right
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That's why most people
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don't make love no more
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They just fuck and they fight
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What happened
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to the stay togethers
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Die with you and that means forever
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Grandparents had that kind of bond
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But now we on some other shit
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Nah we ain't got no rubbers here
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I know she creepin'
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so that ain't my son
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Apples fall off of trees
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and roll down hills
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We can't play games
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no more cause we got bills
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Back in the day the yard
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was oh so filled
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Now nobody comes around here
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Out here in this world
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just tryna make it
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Everything I see
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sometimes I can't take it
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But damn I really miss those times
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That soul food's on my mind
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Mind mind mind
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Never thought it'd be
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no soul food on my plate
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We gather 'round and lie bow
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our heads and pray
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And I
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I still remember the family parties
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The happy faces no broken hearts
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Nobody starvin'
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but all that there is old news
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What happened to the soul food
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Out here in this world
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just tryna make it
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Everything I see
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sometimes I can't take it
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But damn I really miss those times
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That soul food's on my mind
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Mind mind mind
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Soul Food (Feat. Raphael Saadiq)
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Big K.R.I.T. |