Food for Thought

[Intro]
'Pologize?
You wan- you want me to apologize?
You don't wanna talk, you just want me to fuckin' 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 niggas
Oh shit, 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 fuckin' face for that (Ah)
I ain't racist but I stereotype
About a million different types of scenarios like
Every other motherfucker breathin' air in the mic
Slap the dog-shit out you if you stare at me like
You ain't guilty of the same shit
So miss with me your holier than [?] lecture about my language
I'm sayin' shit
Come walk a mile in my J's bitch
'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 shit right here
And if you mad then fuck it, newsflash to the public
If you hatin' someone just 'cause of they skin, you on fuck shit
Fuck, shit, shouldn't even be an argument
How hard is it to get it through your head, this is retarded shit
And worst part of it is we ain't even start this shit
New world, wanna see the world tear apart to bits
So fuck a race, we all from Earth, from birth
And all assholes, 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 fuck 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