Food 4 Thought lyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
Uh
Jets, n*gga
n*ggas feelin' some kind of way, and sh*t
(Yeah)

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Burn slow like joints of purple
Hot Spitta, Jet n*gga ya'll know
Roll '84 down bumpy roads
Take Kanye advice, drive slow
n*ggas think they tough, they not macho
They soft, soggy nachos
That's mine, doggie, not your's
Style, gear, ya got it from here
No worries, raps, I got plenty to share
I'm on top I did my ground work last year
You could pass go, you could pass the ball
But don't pass me the reggie that you're growing in your backyard
sh*t might hurt me, f*ck my raps off
Aurora Borealis, make me blast off
I came, I kicked that sh*t
Shoulda took my Chris Webber Air Max off

[Chorus]
Come on and take a bite
Of this food for thought
Let it ease your mind
Let it take control
[Verse 2: Mickey Factz]
I was born in Roswell, performed and dropped hell
It's the lyrical Norman Rockwell (Uh)
And I have to be seen
Call me the king looking for my Alexander McQueen
Mean, I'm giving soul food to ProTools
That go through your brain waves, you like it don't you?
Don't move, and ya'll won't late
It's John Coultrane with this raw propane
I line 'em up like we on Soul Train
Cause rappers stink like raw Lo Mein
And I paint pictures like Claude Monet
So when you listen to me, it's like you snort cocaine
I scored your dame, she heard of me
It's Mick Jordan chillin with Steve Curren$y
Emergency, come talk to a beast
Whose givin' you food for thought, it's all you can eat, peace

[Chorus]
Come on and take a bite
Of this food for thought
Let it ease your mind
Let it take control

[Verse Three: Amanda Diva]
Hot like pepper pot, sweet like sour sop
West side born, but the spice isle in my heart
Boss like the man Barack, people listen when I talk
Start of the movement, I'm the spark that got the game on lock
Took my spot, foxed a lot, didn't see me comin'
B-girl, I can pop and lock, but got them boys running—
Man, like water they want it
And I got it drippin', a lady, they buggin if they think they'll be sippin
On this nectar, next to greatness empress of the rhythm
Rising to the top, like cream of the crop
I redeem all the little women like Alcott
They got someone to believe in, not a black girl lost
And the table's been set, we prepared a feast
Something for the mind, spirit, and the body
Cookin' up the future with these rhymes and beats
So go and get out the kitchen, if you can stand the heat
[Chorus]
Come on and take a bite
(Take a bite)
Of this food for thought
Let it ease your mind
Let it take control
(Take control)

[Verse 4: Curren$y]
Sicker than these other n*ggas, I am
Luggage, I don't, shop, pack, when I land
Fashion shows, designers invite him
They know they on to sonethin' if I like it
I got my Barlkleys on, walkin' home
Dude, where's my car, I'm stoned
n*gga walkin' on the moon, Armstrong
Porsche blocked off by them orange cones
Stay away, all my dudes is prey
Spitta push jive-n*ggas straight out the plane
Billy Crystal, we'll throw your moms out a train
I'm just tryna throw a party, poolside, roof high
Blue skies, spark the la, [?] high
I'm one plus one, I'm too fly
I came, I kicked that sh*t
Before I go to the club, I get a show shine
[Chorus]
Come on and take a bite
Of this food for thought
Let it ease your mind
Let it take control