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Last Supper
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[Verse] Before, when I was eatin', never said my grace I just wish I was eatin' in a better place Foster parents gave me canned meat instead of steak That's why when people ask me to be patient, I will never wait Last supper, back when I was barely fed a plate Milk be in the fridge for three months, I tell 'em, "Check the date" Money on the first, snеakers still second-rate My mama's fuckin' brokе, so how we 'posed to catch a break? Last supper, no disciples eatin' bread and wine Same day, cookin' ramen noodles for the second time Free lunch across the street and I am next in line The heart inside this ghetto boy'll stand the test of time Last supper, no religion to infest your mind That's the type of guilt that force Death to just confess his crime I'm not the type of nigga that'll criticize I just be on a higher path of stayin' civilized Last supper, see the sufferin' I epitomize If you was goin' through some pain, how would you feel inside? Last meal before I had to do my time My mama sittin' there like she was doin' fine My daughter, bless her soul, all she could do was cry Put my fork down upon my plate, it's time to do or die And now it's back to ramen, Jack Mack and tuna Smoked clams, chili packs, time to warm the soup up How could I say my grace before I eat this meal? God'll watch my back before it's punctured with a piece of steel Young ram barely ate, but was a fat fucker Clean your fork, fix your plate, this the last supper [Outro] Last supper Last supper My people, this the last supper Last supper
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