Soul Food
    (专辑: Cadillactica - 2014)
    
    [Intro Big KRIT:]  What happened to the 
soul food?  What happened to the 
soul food?  I'm talking good eating, good seasoning   [Hook Raphael Saadiq:]  Out here in this world, just tryna make it  Everything I 
see, sometimes I 
can't take it  But damn I 
really miss those times  That soul food's on my mind  Mind, mind, mind   [Verse 1 
Big K.R.I.T.:]  Grandma's hands used to usher Sunday mornings  Now before Sunday school, I 
hustle and I'm on it  I 
can't slow down, nah, a 
dollar and a 
dream  In this life you live, you're either the 
dealer or the 
fiend  Leaning horizontal  The 
acrobats on the 
corner, they flip  So when them white vans pull up, shawty, we dip  Out of view, could've been a 
track star at the 
school  But it took the 
police just to get that .44 out of you  Dash, sprint, hurdle, over those steel gates  They keep us in and keep folk out but we don't feel safe  As we used to back when we was in a 
booster  Watching our uncles drink coolers, talking pound-for-pound bruisers  Over rib bones  Now I 
sideways tote  How did Bobby Johnson hold it?  Pull the 
trigger 'til the 
clip gone  Potato tip, no potato salad  That American pie ain't even snapping   [Hook]   [Verse 2 
Big K.R.I.T.:]  Aromas on the 
corner, these the 
soul, they say  Some greens just can't be cleaned and you can't wash out the 
taste  Of rotten roots  Salted looks and herbs  If it ain't made with love then it ain't fit to serve, I 
heard  Some get bruised and battered  Thrown away half eaten as if their seeds never ever mattered  It ain't ripe, it ain't right  That's why most people don't make love no more  They just fuck and they fight  What happened to the 
stay-togethers?  Die with you, and that means forever  Grandparents had that kind of bond  But now we on some other shit  Nah, we ain't got no rubbers here  I 
know she creeping so that ain't my son  Apples fall off of trees and roll down hills  We can't play games no more cause we got bills  Back in the 
day, the 
yard was oh so filled  Now nobody comes around here   [Hook]   [Bridge Big K.R.I.T. & (Raphael Saadiq):]  (Never thought it'd be, no soul food on my plate  We gather 'round and lie, bow our heads and pray  And I)  I 
still remember, the 
family parties  The 
happy faces, no broken hearts  Nobody starving, but all that there is old news  What happened to the 
soul food?   [Hook]