Artist: ILL PHIL
Song: Soul Food
Album: Soul Food

Verse

I offer you food for thought, here's a plate my brother/ Don't tell me that you ain't hungry and you ate my brother/ These rappers feed you their garbage like it's steak my brother/ But let me treat you to some real grade A my brother/ You say you attend church, well that's great my brother/ But when you leave is there anything you take my brother/ See you don't get no points just cause you show your face my brother/ If that's your motive your time spent was waist my brother/ The God I serve is real, not fake my brother/ So listen up, be serious, don't play my brother/ The chance that you got to know him, that's by grace my brother/ And by grace you just may have faith my brother/ But walk with him don't try to procrastinate my brother/ Cause you wait and its to late, sad day my brother/ Any Christian friend would reply touché my brother/ But if they don't then ask who's they my brother/ This world full of pretenders, best pray my brother/ That you don't banana peel and slip away my brother/ See Satan ready to strike in everyway my brother/ We need God protection everyday my brother/ If God willing you live old and grey my brother/ You want know if you don't wake you straight my brother/ You want your people to say he safe my brother/ Soul food was on the menu and he ate my brother/ And that's blessed