Eat Your Feelings

[Intro: Open Mike Eagle]

I ain't never ate like this before

You don’t understand

You don't know what I've been through

Nah’ mean?

You 'bout to go above and beyond right now

Hungry

[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]

I grew up in a food desert

Ate dirt, I'ma do better

Y'all old school, I got new cheddar

I said fuck food, I'ma chew sweaters, yeah

I bought me a Rollie so I could eat the stones

I'm poppin' little bitty bottles 'cause I drink cologne

What that mean? It mean yesterday, I ain’t have things

I was tired of having these black beans

So today I’m eatin' that flat screen, yeah

On my boulevard, we ain’t got no cookie jar

For dessert we eatin' Michael Jordan rookie cards

That's big league

Money salad, that shit's green

And I’m home snackin' on comic books

Amazing Fantasy 15

Feed me fashion, I'm Galactus

Chewin' on your universe

Keep your sushi, I'm too bougie

Fry me up that Gucci purse

They said dinner's at 9, I pushed for earlier

I pushed the menus aside and said cook this furniture

[Chorus: Video Dave]

I got that brand new money, yeah, I just got paid

I'm tradin' macaroni for them gold rope chains

Now that I got mils, I'll eat grills, I'll eat hundred dollar bills

I'm feelin' like a million bucks, baby, I eat how I feel

[Verse 2: Method Man]

I don't eat food, no, I eat the plates

All the forks and knives 'fore we speak the grace

Want the birthday candles, I don't need the cake

I bite the hand that feeds me 'fore I eat the grapes, yeah

Expensive taste, I eat Louis sandals and even Gucci

Groupies with edible drawers but we just eat the coochie

My ex, hah, if I eat the cookies, that's ex box

Little Playstation with some red hot

She got junk food and I'm Red Fox, yeah

If only Barbie knew, she'd bar me from the barbecue

After I eat the bar and grill, I might eat Barbie too

Yeah, that white girl, that tie laced too tight, girl

Whether snack or meal, she with the man of steel

So I'ma keep on feedin' her pipe, girl

Put that cracker on a cracker then I feed it to the birds

Make a rapper eat a wrapper, then I make him eat his words

Come gat these nouns and verbs, get what you now deserve

I sprinkle sugar on shh, and call it Brown 'N Serve, yeah