Lyrics Hungry F**k - Atmosphere

Wrote this in Denmark
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Staring at my paper
Like I'm waiting for something
But nothing's gonna 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 rapping
I'm getting fed up with American cities
I don't wanna pay my tax until they stop killing blacks
And every women in my life
Thinks she wants to be my wife
But that thought only comes
When they're laying on their 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, Imma take it all for granted
And Imma have to die before I ever try to land it
And I'm just waiting for that brain aneurysm
If I get bored Imma start my own religion
I'll teach people to worship the drums
And 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 make me smile or try to bother me
If all that you can offer me is apologies
I'd probably rather you just pour me a cup of coffee
I don't know
Y'all eaters must have lost me
I gotta go, isn't no one gonna stop me
And if they do Imma scream "get off me"
Imma take a little nap in this lobby
I represent a city called Hungry
We got any hungry in the house
(Crowd cheering)
Is hungry in the house
(Crowd cheering)
The words bagged up are right in the title
So fuck your criticism about the sound quality
This is not an album
The sole intention is to eat better while on the road
I don't know
Y'all eaters must have lost me
I gotta go, isn't no one gonna stop me
I feel like my peers are tryna mock me
Because I know all the words to lady daddy
Fuck everybody