Real Food, Real People, Real Bullets

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MDC - Rap

Real Food, Real People, Real Bullets

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[Intro] I got a hell of a lot of weapons to fight I got my claws, I got cutlasses, I got guns, I got dynamite I got a hell of a lot to fight, I'll fight, I'll fight Oh, I will fight, I will fight, I will fight, I will fight Aw yeah, yo, yo this one's for all my homies at McDonald's Yo listen up, check it [Verse 1] Well, I'm not here to convince you and I'm not gonna preach But if you keep eating meat I'm just gonna reach for the gat And take you out right now Because you're not just killing a pig or a cow You're fucking me up too Now what am I supposed to do? Stand idly by while you do what you do? You're ruining the world with your addiction To dead animals, I will bust non-fiction For example, twenty-five gallons of H2O Makes a pound of wheat, but did you know It takes a hundred times that much to make a pound of beef? So from our water shortage we get no relief When over half of our water goes to produce meat And cattle eat up all the grain that we could eat But we don't 'cause we won't understand the demand To make better use of our food and our land Ninety percent of our corn and oats Feed livestock and that's why I hope That you're listening Yeah, I said I wouldn't preach, well I lied Alright, who cares what you eat? I just want you to know while you're getting fat on your burgers I'm gonna go get the gat [Verse 2] I'm gonna get the gat 'cause it makes a lot of sense It's not a personal thing, it's just self defense You're not taking me out with your destructive diet I'm gonna draw the gat on you just like Wyatt Earp Yeah, Earp, that's the sound that you make when you burp After you eat up a big thick steak You know, come to think of it, I'll be helping you out When I end your life quick 'cause without a doubt You'll be dying much slower from colon cancer But hey, that's your decision, I'll wait for your answer Oops, sorry, time's up, take that Between cancer and a gun, I'll take the gat It's not only quicker, it's less expensive The cost of chemotherapy is most extensive But who pays for it? Me, that's who When my health insurance costs go through the roof But cancer's not the only choice, if you please You can have liver, kidney and heart disease Ulcers, constipation, salmonellosis Hypoglycemia, multiple sclerosis Yes, these diseases are funky and fresh And all can be yours when you eat dead flesh Rolling, rolling, rolling Tumors in your colon Blood pressure is growing Rawhide And just think of the homies who've died So as a courtesy to you and for your own protection And before your body's riddled with mass infection And before you die from causes that you think are natural, gee I'm gonna go get the gat [Bridge] A quarter pound of fresh beef Quarter pound of, quarter pound of Quarter pound of fresh beef Quarter, quarter, quarter pound of fresh beef [Verse 3] Yeah, I hear you, I heard it all before "You can't tell me what to buy in a store I'm sick about your bitching about what's in my kitchen I find that liberal bullshit you're picking" Yo shut up, listen up, you fuck up, I'm fed up Yeah, I used to eat meat, but I beat that deceit And the crap of the trap of the wrap of the food that's not food And I'll be rude and crude 'cause that's my mood And my voice and my choice and my rhyme this time And I mind that you're so damn blind That you're eating from the wrong link of the food chain And I didn't even mention yet about the pain That the animals live in before they are given The bullet or the mallet to satisfy your palette But before it gets to you, there's some things they do Like chemicals and dyes and nice happy lies Like, "Meat is part of the four food groups" If you study nutrition, you know you've been duped You get better protein from soybeans With a third of fat, now whatcha think about that? When you look at the vitamins and compare the price You're much better off eating beans and rice But let me reiterate my own position I'm a goddamn drunk, I don't care about nutrition So just think about what I have said Then make up your own mind in your own head Then throw away your meat or give it to your cat But if not that's okay, too But I'm gonna go get the gat

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  • Chris Wilder