Food for Thought

Lyrics for Food for Thought

(Necro) (Check The Dragon) Get served like a restaurant, follow my orders Your style gets taken out, 'cause you're a bite swallowed with water I think I'll eat into your mind instead Poison you with M.S.G then crack you with cans of soda upside your head It's free delivery of flavour at it's foulest You could get beat down all day, I stay open for hours Fly like chicken wings, what I prepare kid Will leave your stomach full of knife wounds, you'll need some spare ribs You're fish, you're chicken, my recipe Requires me leaving your gizard scissor'd, my specialty Is an apetizer, you're hungry? I'm starvin' ya 'Cause you're souped up, my evil's won ton, get burnt like barbecue Shrimp, anybody that stepped to me lost 'Cause my steelo is cold like noodles with sesame sauce Now eat your words as you shoot your bladder Cause you got no guts in you, them shits are onn my poo poo platter (Chorus 2X) Yo it's food for thought, these fightin' rhymes Hit every street corner like chinese take-out, vitamins for the mind Nutrients for the brain, lyrical fluid Is dirty like the chinese food in your hood but you're still addicted to it (Necro) You're lost in the sauce as it clogs your vessels I'll undo the blouse of your spouse and give her my house special My raps are hot and sour, they choke you You make no moves like a vegetable, you're fake like tofu When I rap to my customers I'm nice But if you're not you'll get porked with a fork 'cause my brain's fried like rice You're vegetarian, you don't want beef You won't bite with no more teeth, you're a crumb like 4C(?) Your whole fuckin' character's dead You're plain like fried rice without the pees, carrots and egg I'm white like rice without the soy sauce And if you hate me for that, kid step up and end up a destroyed corpse You're chopped like suey, the slang I drop is chewy Mad hard, cats can't digest The food is fat packed with lard, too much gives you a bad heart You're so gassed your ass blasted out a gastric fart (Chorus) (Necro) I start cookin' with a low flame then increase Till you're deceased with your brain on the floor lookin' like lo mein Torment you constantly, serve you broccoli Mixed with Clorox to see if you plot, my menu's an atrocity Here's a fortune cookie, my generosity It reads: "Very soon in the future you'll vomit green" Your mom cries from her eyes when you're cut up like onions Then your body's reincarnated in the form of dumplings Take my advice, try a quart of Boiled rice, dandruff, oiled lice, here's your side order You got lobster on your plate ready to be chewed But you're going to starve 'cause you're blind and can't see food You're sweet without the sour So I force you to devour sauerkraut raw for about an hour Chicken, I'll leave your breast cut Sauté it with as-bes-tos, 'cause I'm water chest-nuts! (Chorus)