Wale - A.D.D. lyrics

How the hunger around the underground in my dungarees Now don't come to me like I ain't hungry please, I've come to eat I gotta mention I tremble, I'm anorexic Listen to my excuses and you see I'm bulemic I eat up rap to spit out crap I'm the sh**, I don't need that slack, this Wale I don't play, I quit school cause of recess Now I carry a cane like your name Mr. Peanut See I'm being plain no facetious I know I'm in the ? I devour to feed this fetus Jeans all premium, the sneakers undefeated The boy in the star so it's right my feet's in 'em No lying, I got no line, don't pump fake when you got no lineman I'm Coach Schottenheimer, you're Philip Rivers throwing sidearm Sit the pine when I guide y'all My name Wale, probably know me from the rap My name Wale, probably know me from the rap My name Wale, probably know me from the rap Cut the beat man, this is motherf**ing A.D.D. dawg, I can't stand one beat, switch it up for me [changes beat] I'm a Giant like Eli is A little like Mac, I'm a feline here See, I'm on cap like a cap on bread I'm the valedictorian, I don't got cla** They say I'm that bad cause they say I'm that asterisk X sign back slash, yeah I'm backwards ?? Please me, I'm a set fifty I wear KB breezin' through the madness This the takeover, I'm flamboyant when my face open The party's over, this the hangover Flashy as the wonder be, I got change homie So get your pics and move your cam like ?? rover The league's closed since the league opened Yeah I'm Sandy Koufax, know that boy speak on it Know me, I be the beast of the beltway This the fourth quarter and I'm going like Elway And hell way colder than Wale flowing I steal from the A&R, gotta stay open So stay focused like LensCrafters cause I rock like Lenny Kravitz when I pen that [changes beat] You know I rap it with perfection, capital connection Mediocre verse though, I gotta bless the next one The best to come, they all don't equivalate The hard turn soft and the soft just disintegrate This is a tender plate, hip-hop's entree Heatin' up the pot, they don't even make it on tray And contrary to popular belief, there's not an MC who is as popular as me People underneath don't amount to my degree Cause I mounted on my feet and built a mountain full of beef My buzz like lava, got enough flow to go around like karma Y'all don't really want none I got a plethora of never ending flow Unsigned at the time but I'm better than the pros I suppose the veterans are slow LeBron has arrived, Rob Parish gotta go The callous on my toes, I can't bear it anymore Everybody know him like Barry with the flow I am equipped in the dome, I am juking from the hole When the line don't block, I can still take it home Line don't block, I can still take it home When the line don't block, I can still take it home Take it home [changes beat] Around here, it's official I'm not Scooby or Mike but y'all about to listen Y'all about to get into the District who've been given you all the true stories of the warriors I'm talking of I am the author, better yet the offspring of awesome Authentic talk, this is gospel So hallelujah, all praise to the higher power I am a tower, watch I will devour music We some DC troopers, indeed we do it so fluid And y'all can't chew it if you brewing it You know the style take awhile to understand We pimp slapped the game like it's powder in our hand The power of a man is often neglected when there's doubters in his land And all the A&Rs getting crowded in Atlanta Howard's n***as planned this I'm a tell you why they eatin', we don't understand us We judgmental, plus we all haters We hate to learn sh** and we too opinionative And truly I'm a native but they think that I'm faking When rappers be wearing sweats I be stepping in my papers Young SBs and some color in my babesters And Jordans very rarely cause they be making fake ones I hate haters, this the hater hiatus It'll take them five days, they'll probably hate us all, dick I'm saying I'm sick, the industry ain't sh** The energy they giving me ain't helping me a bit So Imma backpack it while selling all my hits Imma tighten up my grip, meditate and light a spliff As strifling as it is, sometimes I wanna leave There's haters where we live, but we're just trying to eat And we're just trying to see this whole city here shine But them all breads faking and they would rather see us die f** 'em This the year '06, 2006 man, this is the year of the hater hiatus All my local artists, we targets of the criticism But don't let it get you n***a, hold your head but most importantly hold your bread Keep your fans close, get appropriate exposure by your culture so as long as we know where we came from, we won't change none Wale!