Styles P - Dessert 4 Thought lyrics

[Intro - Styles P - talking] (*echo*) (Joe Budden) "Space Ghost" (uh) D-Block (uh) n***as know what it is (ta ha) They don't, they f**ed up Right (talk to 'em) [Verse 1 - Styles P] Dark forces, get on the level Cause you might see an iced out cross on the Devil Illuminati and Masons, what are we facin? (what are we facin?) See you at the crossroad, d**h's vacation ('cation) sh** is like "Fright Night", get you a nightlight Two blunts, Zeitgeist (Zeitgeist) but mami is Christ like Now n***as wanna look like women Tight pants, costume j**els, I guess they CEO might bend 'em God bless 'Pac but they ain't got "Thug Life" in 'em (God bless) God bless Big but they don't know the Everyday Struggle (God bless) I keep it thorough, everywhere that I bubble and you bubble gum (you bubble gum) Chew you up, spit you out n***a, cause I'm troublesome (troublesome) And if they lyrical, then what the f** am I? (tell me) The maker of miracles, every couple of lines (lines) Parallel lines in my soul, in my mind (parallel) Then make the j**els unfold every time that I rhyme (uh) You's a speck and I'm spectacular (spectacular) Audio f**in up your cardiovascular Lyrically spit sh**, flip like a spatula (flip) Married to the game and you just a bachelor (bachelor) SP and the Mouse in this b**h (what up?) And I want it quiet as a mouse in this b**h (ssssh) Burn you and your car and your houses and sh** (poof) Don't you ever say you hard if I ain't vouch for the sh** (n***a) [Verse 2 - Pusha T] It's like a never endin story, I'm here for my glory The engine's too loud, these haters can't ignore me Feelin like a legend, anyone that came before me Drug dealer, posin all this motherf**in j**elry (motherf**in j**elry) Came from the crack house, back room, black out Smoke hit they lungs, make 'em UFC Tapout No plan B, it was nothin else to map out So we throw stones while we livin in this gla** house (gla** house) It's been a minute so they ask where the fire went My kitchen clean but I still got the pilot lit Made a fortune out of fumes, my MacGyver sh** Reality TV before Survivor b**h Yuuuck, put our lives on display Who's thinkin about tomorrow? We ain't promised today This rap game fickle, we ain't promised to play The last of the greats, pay homage to me [Verse 3 - Joe Budden] Yo, if my past had an encore, it'd be like an onslaught A lot of n***as died, there's too many to mourn for I'm thinkin about my youth, us as little kids, am I wrong for Havin thoughts Bishop Eddie would Long for? I got decade old wounds, that are still bleedin That chapter of my life's closed, that y'all still readin (still readin) Straight face on, pretendin to feel decent Casket shoppin for a loved one that's still breathin (still breathin) Uh, swear that sh** got in the way of summer Avoidin calendars, since all your days were numbered Laid out in the bed, could barely sit up (uh) Those were your last breathes, I was mistakin for hiccups (oh!) Y'all don't get the picture (uh), when your medicine is liquor (uh) I'm talkin phone ringin, bein too afraid to pick up I know you in a better place and that joy is felt I learned when d**h calls, it won't leave a voicemail (nah) You would be proud, I'm due to be caked up Wanna make your dreams come true? Gotta wake up (gotta wake up) You groupie n***as, I don't see how you ill with it Broke and starvin but clingin to your meal ticket (meal ticket) Broke hustlers that bake that trash Back and forth to they vacant stash Still in all I know a few that'll make that cash Quick flip (uh), even Rex Ryan ain't lose the weight that fast Y'all should treat me like royalty (royalty) Last of a dyin breed, that puts money and power behind loyalty (word) Careful, that b**h sh**'ll rub off Me, I'd rather die with my balls, than have to live with 'em cut off (cut off) Long winded, be patient enough to hear 'em I'll give you the j**els, if you brave enough to wear 'em But know before you swallow it up Food for thought's only as important as what'll follow it up, Joey (Joey ...) [Outro - Joe Budden - talking] (*echo*) Ta ha Dessert for thought for y'all Uh, go 'head, live with that Yeah