Best Kept Secret - The Soup lyrics

[Seinfeld Skit] [George] "I didn't get any bread" [Jerry] "Just forget it, let it go" [George] "Excuse me, I think you forgot my bread" [Soup Nazi] "You want bread?" [George] "Yes, please" [Soup Nazi] "No soup for you!" [Wale] Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers Who elevate the game when it was in need of a pilot? Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem What you thought was a prize is what I see as a blinder They ask me why I never wear chains, but if you brought up How I'm brought up, then you probably feel the same And I ain't saying chains s**, probably get me 3 or 4 But I got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes And I can't go to Emmy Lola, stunting with no diamonds on Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though You know your son a a**hole, but I hope you got those stacks though Always on the road again, with Omega or the band Lost a couple friends, cool; n***a made a lot of fans And I give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that So gold albums or not, I did affect rap Uh, for worse or for better Ain't no one in my circle that can say they perform better Huh, they poor effort annoys me, who supporting them? Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them They finito, why the f** they all got egos? My OG is Tyrique and my kick game be like Bobbito Garcia This sh** a free throw, this sh** here for my people No soup for all you s**ers while I'm re-ing up on me so And they feeling me so, they not feeling y'all so I volunteer every ten I see, Vince Yarbrough Pat Summit dough, motherf** a ho This is More About Nothing, I'm the f**ing show Hold it, keep rolling Respect is like food, n***a what it do? I'm eating real good, no soup for you "No--" No soup for you "No--" No soup for you "No--" I'm eating real good, n***a "No soup for you" "No soup for, for, for you" I got no time to be a hater, just trying to be your favorite They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor It's not about the paper, it's not about the fame And I don't know no Triple H, but this is all about the Game Competition I ain't winning but admit it, I'm still in it though Should've been an all-star, I'm Crawford for Interscope Em starting, 50 staring, Gaga, Game starting And Will.I.Am and the Peas, the sixth man I am, y'all And though I came far, know I got a way to go Waiting for Pitchfork to say "Wale on this, so way to go" Text message from Elliot saying "tape was dope" XXL favorite quote, what else do I need to post? I am not no h*mophobe, good thing I don't read The Post Unless your 'Skin's winning, then I do it just to f**ing boast With this rap sh**, you know I do the f**ing most I'm all over this beat like a motherf**ing stethoscope I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule My timing was any better, then b**h, I'd be a metronome I am such a renegade, but try to be professional But I am way too pa**ionate to patch sh** up and let sh** go Want you all to listen so I rap it in election form But when you intellectual, some n***as ain't gon' let you on But I'm here, jo, I hope you n***as know it's on No soup for you wack n***as, I'mma get my chowder on Gone "No soup for, for, for you" [Susan] "What are you doing? Since when do you smoke?" [George] "I've always smoked" [Susan] "I've never seen you smoke" [George] "Oh yeah, well, I'm a big smoker I gave it up for a while but it was too tough"