Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fed Up, artist - Headplate. Album song Delicate, in the genre Ню-металDate of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: Gain
Song language: English
Fed Up |
| Lord have mercy |
| Lord have mercy |
| I got demons running through my slate |
| They like to creep when my thoughts get deep |
| Scheming, trying to find a place to fit in And manifest itself in the form of a sin |
| If I was rin tin tin Id rip the skin off of lassie |
| The shit you talk is idle threatening to blast me You high on gas like a rastaman bought it Dont set it off kid and get me started |
| Cause youre highly regarded when youre dearly departed |
| But mommas still crying asking God why in The world could you take her only child |
| When you was fronting on the streets like you was buckwild |
| To keep it real kid you gots to stay humble |
| You cant fumble and if you gots to rumble |
| Then word to bryant gumble Im a live for today |
| And God bless the man that steps in my way |
| Cause if I said it somebodys getting wetted |
| So just keep your cool and everythings copasetic |
| Pull out your heater kid spit your razor |
| And minell still be the intellect that plays ya Cause when the mike check Im high tech skills are apparent |
| You can play the child kid Ill play the parent |
| Cause Im a be responsible for your schooling |
| But I wont change your diapers or do your car poolin |
| Get up Ill break ya down a little somethen |
| Im fed up its time to go head huntin |
| Dead up too many crews be frontin |
| Im fed up its time to go head huntin |
| Get up Ill break ya down a little somethin |
| Im fed up its time to go head huntin |
| Dead up too many crews be frontin |
| Im fed up its time to go head huntin |
| Lord have some mercy on my soul |
| Now why everybody making shit thats unreal |
| Cause the (ayanon) man he wants mass appeal |
| Forgetting all about how its supposed to feel |
| Kids be going out for the record deal |
| So if you pull out the clap then bust your cap |
| Or Im a make like the man and drop bomb on your gat |
| But dont snap cause this aint hbo |
| Kid you got no benz plus you got no dough |
| While you say that though you trying to gain that ho Used to be you had to rhyme about stuff you know |
| I dont need mtv to make no bucks |
| I rock styles that make you say ah who dat waz? |
| Who that was is the man of all hours |
| Sending all star players straight back to the showers |
| Fake hard rocks are really just cowards |
| I master dub plates like my names herb powers |
| I getcha open like hunting season |
| I make papers dont front on the reason |
| Cause Im seizing up every day |
| You say carpe diem I call em like I see em |