Kanye West - Beware The Food (Freestyle) lyrics

So hard to get ya people on the same page/ U learned that watching School Daze/ Established a pallet now I eat eggplants/ And every get money n***a got a bread dance/ Sweet beach wrote my name in the sand n***a/ Went and copped a vaporizer from a sand n***a/ The meantime I be moving with a plan n***a/ U n***as tryna hustle for a band, figures/ Heavyweight is the brand n***a/ That lil thot she was f**in all the band members/ Pbg we stay throwing up our gang signs/ Especially when the world fall on bad times/ U say u get it prolly couldn't pa** a math test/ Never banked at a Ace Cash Express/ I was meant to play a different role/ I had to cash checks against the liquor sto/ Lil street n***as working on they finger roll/ U n***as acting like the Prince thats what Semi know/ And while u chase yo whack b**h with patunas/ All hail the real king of Zamunda/ A lil dough make the hoes go hysterical/ My soul glow like I was Coming To America/ I kno alotta n***as, they dont kno alot tho/ Took a trip we was heeming in a alcove/ My n***a brother went copped a guest house/ And a main house, while rest drought/ Thats the sh** u better try to learn from/ Still remember in East Texas shot my 1st gun/ I feel like Wu Tang Im the abbott/ Treat everyday like it was the Sabbath/ Treat a hood b**h like Paris/ Eat cabbage/ Eat radish/ Just some trill sh** that u can live by/ f** pork Ill never eat another ribeye/ Walked in the trap got strapped cause everybody got a gun/ Uh oh uh oh uh oh/ Plus I did a rap that was strictly catered to the slums/ Please listen close rats stay focused on yo cheese/ Its alotta good folks that never made it out the Ps/ Rest in Peace to Eric Garner/ Tell ur honor/ Enough n***as lost they life on a corner/ Thank God everyday he work thru karma/ U would never have to work, if u became a farmer/ I know a boppa wanna sing like Aaliyah, Ima coppa car the windows made of armor/ I used to wanna rap like Pac did/ Smoked til I was burnt out like my Pop did/ I used to just watch till I hopped in/ Catch me sleep, Fear God, Waynes eyelids/ Shoutout to Luda he ain't never send a check/ Been running thru his hood, on n***as necks/ The Bird Streets, out west, we intersect/ Dont act like u never seen real n***as on ya set/ They whole crew is just french fries/ Jesse Is Heavyweight Im like 10 guys/ Get ate/ Now we all can get straight/ Eat with solid gold teeth from a solid gold plate/ Thats Food!