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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead Prez
Dead Prez
Performer
Prodigy
Prodigy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Gavin
C. Gavin
Lyrics
L. Alford
L. Alford
Composer
Andrew Mair
Andrew Mair
Composer
V. Williams
V. Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dead Prez
Dead Prez
Producer
Hedrush
Hedrush
Producer
Christos Tsantillios
Christos Tsantillios
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

It's all love (it's all love, it's all love) I don't eat no meat, no dairy, no sweets Only ripe vegetables, fresh fruit and whole wheat I'm from the old school, my household smell like soul food, bro Curried falafel, barbecued tofu No fish though, no candy bars, no cigarettes Only ganja and fresh squeezed juice from oranges Exercising daily to stay healthy And I rarely drink water out the tap, 'cause it's filthy Lentil soup is mental fruit And ginger root is good for the youth Fresh veg-e-table with the ital stew Sweet yam fries with the green callaloo Careful how you season and prepare your foods 'Cause you don't wanna lose vitamins and minerals And that's the jewel Life brings life, it's valuable, so I eat what comes From the ground, it's natural Let your food be your medicine (uh-huh) no exceedin' Strictly herb, generate in the sun, 'cause I got Melanin And drink water, eight glasses a day (day) 'Cause that's what they say (say) They say, "You are what you eat", so I strive to eat healthy My goal in life is not to be rich or wealthy 'Cause true wealth comes from good health and wise ways We got to start takin' better care of ourselves They say, "You are what you eat", so I strive to eat healthy My goal in life is not to be rich or wealthy 'Cause true wealth comes from good health and wise ways We got to start taking better care of ourselves, be healthy y'all Yea-yea-yeah, hold the fuck up, yo Take this little intermission, listen What the fuck we gotta say, y'know? Word is bond son, niggas been livin' fat for too long, know what I'm sayin'? Smokin' bogeys, fuckin' drinkin' all types of shit Wailin' out, not givin' a fuck what they puttin' in they Bodies, son, know what I'm sayin'? 'Bout time niggas start thinkin' about that shit, son, know what I'm sayin'? That shit is fuckin', makin' us deteriorate, son Word up, we gotta care 'bout our little babies an shit, son Niggas got kids to raise, straight up Ya gotta start learnin' yo self, learning 'bout ya health, son Learnin' this world we live in, kid, know what I'm sayin'? It's time to start changin' all that shit God, word up So I'm gonna leave y'all niggas on some shit like that, ya know what I mean? Word up, y'all niggas better start usin' y'all minds an shit, kid Peace
Writer(s): Clayton Angelo Gavin, Lavonne Alford, Vonkeli E Williams, Andrew Mair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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