What happen to the soul food?
What happen to the soul food?
I’m talking ‘bout that you couldn’t eat it
Couldn’t sees it
All in this world, just try to take it
Everything I see, sometimes I can’t take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food’s on my mind
My, my
Drop my lost hands, use to (?) on Sunday mornings
Is number four Sunday school
I cross it then I’m on it
I can’t slow down, nah
A dollar and a dream
In this life you live, you either the dealer or fan leaner
The echo be on the corner and they flip
So when my wife is pull up shanty, we deal
Out of view, coulda be an attack so don’t get (?)
But it took the police just to give that four out of you
Dance, spring, hurt
Over those skill blaze
They keep us in, they keep forgot but we don’t feel safe
As we use the back while we was in the buster
Watching our uncle drink cooler and puff for power
Over real bones South way told me
How the Bobby Jones is holding
Pull the trigger to the clip bone
Potato tall, no potato salad
That is wired and (?)
All in this world, just try to take it
Everything I see, sometimes I can’t take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food’s on my mind
My, my
Around is on this corner this the soul they say
Some greenes just can’t be cleaning, you can’t wash other days
They riding routes, soul just look and (?)
And fit they may belong
They ain’t fit to serve
Circles rules on better
Throw away head as they see, never ever matter
It ain’t right beat that ain’t right
That’s why most people don’t make love no more
They just fuck and they fight
What happen to the stay together?
Which of that will remains forever?
Grandparents they kinds a ball but now we some other shit
Now we ain’t got no other shit
I know she creepy so it ain’t my son
That was fall of the trees and roll down hills
We can’t play games no more cuz we got bills
Back in the day when all feels so real
Now nobody comes around you
All in this world, just try to take it
Everything I see, sometimes I can’t take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food’s on my mind
My, my
Never thought will be, no soul food on my play
Together round and lay, ball ahead is a play
And I, I still remember
The family parties
That happy faces, no broken heartaches
Nobody starving but end up, is all (?)
What happen with the soul food?
All in this world just try to take it
Everything I see, sometimes I can’t take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food’s on my mind
My, my
