Atmosphere - Hungry f** lyrics

[Intro] I wrote this in Denmark, check Starin' at my paper like I'm waiting for something But nothing is going to happen if I don't make it happen I walk around like I don't know where I am 28 years old, yes, I'm still rappin' I'm gettin' fed up with American cities I don't want to pay my taxes Until they stop k**in' blacks And every woman in my life thinks she wants to be my wife But that thought only comes when they're layin' on they backs I don't agree with suicide, but I understand it There comes a time when you're ready to leave this planet But dammit, I'm take it all for granted And I'mma have to die before I every try to land it And I'm just waitin' for that brain aneurysm If I get bored, I'mma start my own religion I'll teach people to worship the drums And to speak in tongues and no longer will my country eat its young Oh yeah I got something to say But nowadays it's a novelty Like either try to make me smile or try to bother me If all that you can offer me is apologizes I probably rather you just pour me a cup of coffee! I don't know, y'all leaders must of lost me I gotta go isn't no one gonna stop me? And if they do I'mma scream "GET OFF ME!" I'm gonna take a little nap in this lobby [Slug @ a concert] "I represent a city called Hungry Do we have anybody hungry in the house? (cheers) Is Hungry in the house?! (more cheers)" The words Bad Dub are right in the title So fu*k your criticism of the sound quality This is not an album The sole intentions is to eat better while on the road I don't know, y'all leaders must have lost me I gotta go isn't no one gonna stop me? I feel like my peers are tryin' to mock me Because I know all the words to La Di Da Di f** everybody