Good For The Soul Fatlip & Blu (Ft. Hemlock Ernst & Ras Kass)

[Intro: Fatlip]
Yo, yeah
Yeah (Yeah) uh-huh

[Verse 1: Fatlip]
Food for your soul, my lyricals are medicinal
Third eye peripheral, I see it all, leave 'em in awe
Even if it ain't intentional
My mistakes are greater than what any fake nigga meant to do
I stop the negativity and elevate in a spiritual state
Something you define as a divinity
God, no complex, I just stay humble
Pass me the platter, I got kush to crumble
Stand tall like Mutombo, Lebron with the pen game
I'm going in like I'm going insane
You know my name, icon to the 80s babies
Don't play me, baby, bitch niggas got rabies
Is it me or is shit getting crazy?
End of the days nowadays nothing really faze me
Unless it pays me, I don't even pay attention
I'm about my money, that's just something I ain't gotta mention

[Chorus]
Relax and take notes
Th-Th-There ain't no stop-stop-stopping me
One for the money, yessir, two for the show
Lo-Lo-Load up the mic-mic and bust one
Re-Relax and take notes
There ain't no stop-stop-stopping me
One for the money, yessir, two for the show
Lo-Lo-Load up the mic-mic and bust one