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[Verse 1] I only got enough money for some hamburger meat But I still aint trippin, That's the shit I like to eat But my son, He like, 'Daddy, This is all we got to eat?' I'm like son, 'I'm bout to sign big time' I'm downloadin beats and I'm 'bout to star writin to 'em And if the fans don't buy 'em Imma kill 'em in they sleep, Bring the extra cheese We gon' eat somehow like Vietnamese Chinese, Japanese, Gettin dirty knees (Fuck) Make me say fuck it and smack a G With the AR, Automatic Uzi machine All you gotta do is wash it off And then put it in the freezer, and we good for anotha couple of weeks, When you get older like me, You'll be tuckin the heat And if not, You, You'll be stuck in the street I wanna say your mom love you but that's up to she But we gon' do what we gotta do and that's get the meat Strange Music got my back fade, Hopefully But if not, See, There really aint no hope for me That means you goin through the same situation That means we gon' keep goin through the same shit you hatin
[Hook] Meat! We gotta find something to eat Even if we gotta go do it on the street Even if we gotta go shootin with the heat Even if we lie to do it, We gon' get the meat
[Verse 2] I only got enough money for some Top Ramon noodles My son lookin at me like he don't wanna come to close He saw me in the bathroom cryin, It was too late I couldn't even keep a straight face like a toothache All them muthafuckaz around me, They was too fake I aint got a album out, Now they call me too late A barbeque, Yesterday? Where the fuck was I at? A football game? Where's my muthafuckin high at? I remember Lismore Drive, Even after that Starin at my Strange chain, Thinkin I aint goin back I got a new life, Imma get a new wife Imma get a new 9, I think it was due time No matter who's wrong or who's right Life is like shakin 'em up and rollin two dice, Thin sliced And my old school homie like, 'Where you been Ice?' Just marinatin, Stomach achin, Shit aint been right
[Hook] Meat! We gotta find something to eat Even if we gotta go do it on the street Even if we gotta go shootin with the heat Even if we lie to do it, We gon' get the meat
(Meat) Hey Kev, Wake up Fadin off (Meat) Yo Kev, Wake up, Kevin get up
[Verse 3] Little Kevin, Wake up, It's school time, Get your clothes on Don't nobody love you like me We in the ozone, Twilight zone All we got to eat today is bullshit Time for you to pray but I don't pray, I carry full clips You can't be like me cause I'm a fuck up And if we both fuckin up, You gon' be just like me It's gon' be a tight squeeze, We can get through this You my little nigga so nigga, We gon' do this Shit, I can count it on one hand Old as I am, I can still count it on one hand We both Kevin Mann We both gotta stretch it out like a rubber band I got another plan, I got a million of 'em Imma still come with 'em Imma still run with 'em We gotta keep it goin and then I'm done with it That's it, Imma wipe my hands I'm hella broke but I don't dance, naw
[Hook] Meat, We gotta find something to eat Even if we gotta go do it on the street Even if we gotta go shootin with the heat Even if we lie to do it, We gon' get the meat, Meat!
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