SoulChef - For My People lyrics

They coming at you, you stiff as a statue Like I caught the mac from under the triple fat goose Got sold like pasta loose Like bishop I got juice Haters pray that my whip got a roof They really hate to see a brother like me shining From the ever dess gold, but want the platinum plus diamond Retromindualism with the futuristic flit Every time I take a flick my eyes give awful glip Prepare for warfare, wreck the people at the bottom Make Gomorrah and Sodom, enemies know it's a problem Snakes in the gra** keeping low so you spot them Infrared dot them, they won't know who shot them Move like a menace through, move with the Guiness Master to apprentice, on tracks I'm relentless Soulchef spinning, cooking up another cla**ic They od and like dough cooked with battery acid, yo For all of your who's awake Great minds still related Until my soul elevates I'm the illest, no debates And you ain't never felt pain like I felt Sometimes I feel them in the lane by myself Chasing that wealth, gleaning on ace Thinking more about the end, tryina make a decent wage With the ink in my pen, spit flam like pneumonia Contaminate you inhale bleach and ammoniac Sleep if you want, end up in the coma For the good times, Florida and Welona Non stopping hip hop till my track stops Life is at its climax, when the track drops Came a long way from hustle on the crack blocks To making now moves and deals up my laptop Soulchef came correct with the production And MC'ing is my primary function Even though at times I'm jaded with corruption I stay spitting long as my lungs have suction, yo For all of your who's awake Great minds still related Until my soul elevates I'm the illest, no debates