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Goapele

Everybody Eats Lyrics - Goapele

Yo everything ain't alright man? 

I ain't' eatin' 

You ain't eatin' what you mean you ain't eatin' you ain't making this paper man? 

Everybody eats B! 

 

Ugh, they sleepin' on 'em 

Let 'em sleep 

I crept in like a thief 

I took the food, I left the jewels 

Everybody eats 

My crew, nigga everybody eats 

You should let me cook, look how many mouths I feed 

Shame on you, you doubted me 

Shame on 'em 

I'm at the stove, I got the flame on it 

Everybody eats 

Gold engraved name tags on everybody seats 

The word don't fall at everybody's feet 

I got the recipe, my nigga 

Everybody eats 

You ain't see it comin', you just see what everybody see 

Think you right? 'Cause you think how everybody think 

But mostly, everybody cheat 

I mean everybody broke 

This ain't ' bout money but 

You wake up everyday and go to work 

Well over here, everybody eats 

Yeah you love her but that's everybody's freak fuck it 

If she love you nigga, everybody cheat 

They just tryna get a mil, come with everybody each yeah 

Over here, everybody eats 

You should let me cook, look how many mouths I feed 

Shame on you, you doubt at me 

Shame on 'em 

I'm at the stove, I got the flame on it 

Everybody eats 

Gold engraved name tags on everybody seat 

Everybody eats 

Gold Rollies under everybody sleeve 

Where was you when I was lonely, you only know me from the party 

You wasn't there for my close calls 

How close are we, huh? 

Say I'm closed off 

She the only one who got her clothes off 

New TV shows, that's just to show off 

Play your role, dawg and everybody eats 

All my niggas in the field 

Check everybody cleats 

We all did some and dirt 

Now everybody clean 

Boy that money a Motherfucker 

It's everybody dream 

 

This life, this life 

This life, this life 

Wasn't just made for me 

I set this table from you 

And you, and you, and you, and you, and you 

This life, this life 

 

(This everybody's dream, yeah I know) 

When you gettin' dead presidents 

The press'll want you dead 

Then these rappers want beef 

And I just want some head from my girl, ugh 

Lunch at my favorite spot to eat 

And link up with my niggas, yeah 

Everybody eats 

The game been on the brink of destruction 

I try to let you have your lil' thing 

Life's a bitch, you had your lil' fling 

Love me unconditional, under any condition 

I'm gettin' dope 

My bank account statement a run on sentence 

Come to the playground with run yard niggas we up 50 up 

We got everybody beat 

You should let me cook, look how many mouths I feed 

Shame on you, you doubted me 

Shame on 'em 

I'm at the stove, I got the flame on it 

Everybody eats 

Gold engraved name tags on everybody seat 

The word don't fall at everybody's feet 

I got the recipe, my nigga 

Everybody eats 

Shame on you, you doubted me 

I know (Doty) be proud of me yeah 

Smoke one on the cloud for me 

(Yeah smoke one) 

And I was in the bank when these blogs was outing me 

Who's writin' the story? 

I mean who published the book 

I mean you believed that shit 

You was dumb as you look 

You bum we gettin' bread come get a (crumb) if you smart 

Over here, everybody eats 

Yeah over here everybody kings 

You sleepin' on me 

Let 'em sleep 

I'm crept in like a thief 

I took the food, I left the jewels 

Everybody eats 

My crew, nigga everybody eats 

You should let me cook, look how many mouths I feed 

Shame on you, you doubted me 

Shame on 'em 

I'm at the stove, I got the flame on it 

Everybody eats 

Gold engraved name tags on everybody seats yeah 

My crew 

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