Food

Cast

• Ravinder Bhogal
• Jay Rayner
• Anna Richardson
• Harry Wallop

• Season 1
• Episode 1: (#1.1)
  Nyeri, Kenya...
• Episode 2: (#1.2)
  UK:22 September 2010...

• Food - Danny!
• Food - Nellie McKay
• Food - Lividity
• Food - Bunny Wailer
• Food - Pursuit Of Happiness
• Food - Jme

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I get to wonderin', brainstormin' and thunder
And lightning and rain, inside of the mind of D. Swain
Inside of the mind of a changed man
A little deranged at times, but otherwise a sane man
Dang man, I've been on the path to success
For so long, I feel like I'm the last to be next
But hold on, I see a signpost ahead
That says 'turn around', I can't leave my hopes for dead
I'm too throwed in the game to just throw it away
If I quit now, my dreams'll go tip-toeing away
I've gotta find my destination sooner or later
A true innovator is what I wanna be known as
But to get to the top, it's gonna take my own ass
To blow past these low-class jealous mome raths, yeah
And say everything that I have to say
I'm trying to find my destination, better grab ya plates
This is the F.O.O.D.
[Chorus: scratches by Danny]
[Common:] "It's the...it's the food, baby"
[Nas:] "Get yours...get yours..."
[Mos Def:] "You know the...you know the...you know the deal...deal"
[Jay-Z:] "...but I scrape the plate...the plate...the plate"
[Common:] "It's the...it's the food, baby"
[Nas:] "Get yours...get yours..."
[Mos Def:] "You know the...you know the...you know the deal...deal"
[Nas:] "Get yours...get yours..."
[Verse 2:]
Regrets cloudin' my future, hit rewind
Like layin' in a bed of cow manure, I got shit on my mind
Grittin' and grindin' for my moment in the sun
But my hopes are stunted; how am I supposed to get it done?
Whoever said that strugglin' was easy
Probably never had the luxury of hustlin' or being chased
I swear to God they tryin' to change my fate
An appetite for success so I scrape the plate
I grab a bite, so I guess I gotta wait for the date
That I get to where I need to be
Compare the recent me, to the me of times past
I could've easily sold my soul to the wine glass
And even though I might crash, I'm still drivin' down this bright path
Thoughts leaking from my pen, hope I write fast enough
To be an outcast is tough
I'm flyin' solo with a bag full of stuff
Nigga that's what's up
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Two roads diverged in a wood, I took the one less travelled
I'm patient so that's one less hassle
If I dream it, I can live it
I've seen the light with vivid imagery
I need to write with fits of energy
But it's hard tryin' to get where I'm goin'
Without a hint or an omen
It's too late to turn around
Perseverance, gotta learn it now
But I'm stubborn how
Am I supposed to survive this rollercoaster hurtlin' to the ground?
I've heard the sound of naysayers
Yes-men, and all of the rest tend to follow 'em
I could get hurt by all the jokes and stares
Smoke and mirrors, I'm chokin' but I'm almost there
Almost clear, the reason why I've suffered for years
I'm glad I started down this road to my own career
I'm never full from all the F.O.O.D. I ate
I'm on the road to be a true rhyme great
This is the muthafuckin' F.O.O.D.

We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house tonight
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house
For to starve is to hate is to kill is to sin
Better love's on your plate get your fill and dig in
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house tonight
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house
Hell is strife and confusion be frightened or fine
Well if life's an illusion we might as well dine
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house tonight
We're gonna get some food in the house tonight
Get some food in the house
We're gonna get some food on the table tonight
Get some food on the table tonight
We're gonna get some food on the table tonight
Get some food in the house
Well now we're feeling full in the house tonight
Feeling full in the house tonight
Oh yeah we're feeling full in the house tonight
Feeling full in the house
We're gonna go to sleep in the house tonight
Go to sleep in the house tonight
We're gonna go to sleep in the house tonight

Food!! I'm looking for food! Nightly strolls turn me on,
looking for food.
[Chorus]
Evil tales of abbattoir, butchers of human meat.
Stabbing my victims to fullfill their every need.
Systematic death, mutilated gore. Bodies ripped apart,
all you do is scream for more.
Grab her from behind, taking my knife I slit her throat.
Stick it deep, I carve away, total erect she is my prey.
[Chorus]
Taking home the silent stump, to broil and blaze for my
fucking lunch. Clean and cut to perfect chuncks,
butchered and froze, food for a mouth. Her sweet ass I
use for stew. Silent stump, broil and blaze. Butchered
and froze to perfect chuncks. Food for a month. Her sweet

If food is the staff of life,
should there be famine, wars and strifes?
For like the ant should man proceed
to fulfill his want and need.
And that is food!
And without it you're in a devastating mood.
Oh yes that's food.
You better treat it like you know you should.
And that is food.
And without it you're in a mal nutritious mood.
Oh yes that's food.
You better treat it like you know you should.
You better give it just as much as you could.
It bread is for man to eat,
why should he die from lack of meat?
For in the multitude of wine and laughter
he's suffering from hunger.
From want for food!
Now don't forget the Ethiopians,
their afflictions should the world take a lesson from.
For if today is for them then tomorrow is for us
for in arms do we put our trust.

Your love is like greasy fried noodles
Instantly gratifying - makes me want to come back for more
You fill me up and I'm hungry an hour later
Got to have another serving - give me a sweet encore
Come on over for some barbequed pork
I want to get you on my fork and then I'm gonna swallow you whole
Want to baste you on both sides get you nice and tender
Want you to melt in my mouth - give me a sensory overload
Ring the dinner bell, I'm starving to death
Ring the dinner bell, I'm starving to death
Sometimes you're a little like shake and bake chicken
A little hard on the outside but so soft within
I bite through your coating and you ooze all over me
I feel just like a pig with your juice running down my chin
Ring the dinner bell, I'm starving to death
Ring the dinner bell, I'm starving to death
For dessert how about a nice piece of your cherry pie
With some whipped cream on it, that would taste so unreal
After we're done I see you sucking on a cigarette
You know there's nothing like a smoke after a good hearty meal
Ring the dinner bell, I'm starving to death

Food,
Rah ma bellys hurtin me man
Food,
I'm hungry I want some,
Food,
I'm hungry and I want some flippin food,
Food,
I want some kebab rude boy,
As soon as I step foot in the shop,
I know that I don't know what I want,
Chicken donna, cofty kebab or a lamb shish or a mixd speshul,
Sometimez I get a cofty or some next one I can't say properly,
I'm so hungry I'm bitin' ma lips,
Flippin' hell jus get a portion of chips,
Blud that's too much salt on ma chips,
I've been bitin ma lips are u fik it stings,
I've lost ma appetite lickin' da salt off ma lips,
Throw da chips in da bin,
Normal, walk out da shop,
Don't forget 2 say fankyu boss
(Ey safe safe)
Walk to ma yard
As soon as I land
Go find a toilet and jam
Food,
Don't you love it when you get some real good
Food,
Not going out on street and eating all of dat junk
Food,
All dat take- away and all of dat shit
Food,
I want some mac d'z
McDonalds!
So I pull up at da drive thru,
They like to call it the McDrive,
I'm waitin there for my food
The lady comes I look in her eyes
I yo, den I start bussin up
At da drive thru I always joke
I ask for a large orange coke
Or sometimes I ask for a small large fries,
(Some chips)
I'm in ma early 20's pushin da wip buh I'm payin in pennies
When you get burgers always check em,
I eat burgers in 15 seconds
Ketchup all over ma face
Secime seeds all ova da place
And if dat wasn't enough to spoil it,
Go home spend two days on the toilet.
Food,
Come home and eat some of dat good
Food,
After you've been out on road, shottin da
Food,
Come and get a big munch,
Munch dat food,
On a eedioit ting rude boy,
Nah man,
I ain't got no pees today so I sit in ma yard and check myspace,
As for usual my belly rumbles
Here comes mum to save da day
I say good after noon
Fix my face,
Den ask mum to fix me a plate
Be polite,
If she's in good mood,
Den I know I'll get some of dat good food,
Rice, plantain buh no acky
I'm nigerian I deal with shaky
Truss me it mite not sound nice,
But I'll boxdat back with brown rice
I ain't on hyp ting eiva
I'll wash it don't wiv a glass of water
And when I fill up my tummy
Don't forget to say fankyu mummy
(Fanks mum, fanks mum)
Food,
Good food,
(Good food)