Food for Thought lyrics

[Intro]
'Pologize?
You wan- you want me to apologize?
You don't wanna talk, you just want me to f*ckin' apologize
'Aight ('Aight)

[Chorus: Lady, Mesus]
Never wanna say it's your fault, but it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't a kept close to the dark
To anybody listenin', it's food for thought
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't a (Yeah) kept close to the dark (Uh)
To anybody (I a- I am) listenin', it's food for thought (So)

[Verse 1]
Sick of tired of pickin' sides and pointin' fingers
Pickin' signs, black and white, what's the point n*ggas
Oh sh*t, pulled the trigger, dropped an n-bomb
To start a race war, somebody go get [?]
Never mind that, his girlfriend black
And never mind, how many people call me that?
And never mind, how many people call me cracker
But I ain't crack 'em in their mother f*ckin' face for that (Ah)
I ain't racist but I stereotype
About a million different types of scenarios like
Every other motherf*cker breathin' air in the mic
Slap the dog-sh*t out you if you stare at me like
You ain't guilty of the same sh*t
So miss with me your holier than [?] lecture about my language
I'm sayin' sh*t
Come walk a mile in my J's b*tch
'Fore you make the mistake of sayin' I'm racist
[Chorus: Lady, Mesus]
Never wanna say it's your fault, but it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't a kept close to the dark
To anybody listenin', it's food for thought
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't a kept close (Yeah), to the dark
To anybody (Uh), listenin', it's food for thought

[Verse 2]
I got one open open mind, and two open ears
But I had to say somethin' bout this sh*t right here
And if you mad then f*ck it, newsflash to the public
If you hatin' someone just 'cause of they skin, you on f*ck sh*t
f*ck, sh*t, shouldn't even be an argument
How hard is it to get it through your head, this is retarded sh*t
And worst part of it is we ain't even start this sh*t
New world, wanna see the world tear apart to bits
So f*ck a race, we all from Earth, from birth
And all as*h*les, so quit gettin' so butt-hurt (Hah)
Oh, that's real mature Mr. "Listen Hurr"
There's some real sevurr racial [?] sturrin' over hurr in 'Murica
I'm aware, duh, I live it, I just choose to refuse to live in fear, yuh
I got my own mind, so f*ck what you thought
If what you thought was racist, just some food for thought
[Chorus: Lady]
I don't wanna say it's your fault, but it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't a kept close to the dark
To anybody listenin', it's food for thought
And I don't wanna say it's your fault
But it's the path you chose to walk
Shouldn't a kept close to the dark
To anybody listenin', it's food for thought