Fatha Fig Ya (Food For Thought)

Fatha Fig Ya (Food For Thought) - Tech N9ne/RMR

Lyrics by：Patrick Geebae/Aaron D. Yates/Damon M Gomez/Tyler Lyon

Composed by：Patrick Geebae/Aaron D. Yates/Damon M Gomez/Tyler Lyon

If the core needs help with self know I got it

And for sure dispel any hell soon as I drop it

This is more good intel to explore

And it's well polished

If it's war with us well we

Galore so you fail stop it

My grandma told me give and you receive

What else she say

If you expect it back you'll stay in need

Anything else

And just be careful who you loan the cheese

They might just stay gone and greed a

Bag to do you wrong and flee

Yeah that happens don't hold it

In or else it will ignite

That ain't good for real abusing

You is still a fight

That's real try to keep your emotions

Keep your feelings tight

Wrong is telling you killing's right

Just know that's some ill advice

Straight up and please don't keep

No one who don't wanna be kept

No bueno no matter how many lonely nights you slept

Stay strong 'cause if they know

That ******** you'll accept

They gonna wanna use you as a step

So you better get up out of that place with pep go

Oh days will come days will come

Blessing now and tell your sons

Nations fall battles won

Spare the old and take the young

Tell the blind tell the meek

Tell the lions and the sheeps

Days will come

Their ******* failures don't apply to you never that

Your life experiences are tried and true that's right

Might be let down if you confide in crew

Jealous so be careful of all the dudes

And ******* sliding through

Preach

Just mind ya bidness unless someone's hurt on God

So what if they straight or gay

They from this earth on God

If you ain't with the family on it's birth

You don't know what they feel inside

Don't be acting like you some expert tell 'em

No social media flexing money phones uh uh

Don't drop location tell everyone we home

You the police

No back and forth that'll get you a runny dome

Pain is worse than a funny bone

Big mouth and we hit with a gun we gone outta here

Oh days will come days will come

Blessing now and tell your sons

Nations fall battles won

Spare the old and take the young

Tell the blind tell the meek

Tell the lions and the sheeps

Days will come days will come

Listen now and hold your tongue

I can't push no spiritual path you should walk no way

Ain't no political trash you should talk don't do that

This truth is something you just sought

You let the father fig ya what

Give you food for thought

If the core needs help with self know I got it