Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fed Up, artist - House Of Pain. Album song Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.10.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Fed Up |
I say brothers are amused by other brothers reps |
But they're all playing roles just like Omar Epps |
I see so many players I wonder where the coach is |
My name's Everlast I'm hard to kill like roaches |
The dough that you're making has got you fronting and faking |
Your heart's been shook your brain's cooked like bacon |
Can't believe you're not butter you thought you was on it |
Out trying to flaunt it but it's just Blue Bonnet |
And now it's my turn kid watch me churn |
There's only so many spots they're had to earn |
Pack it up pack it in |
Let me begin |
Too many men are judged by the color of their skin |
Their apparatus gets blessed, |
suckers get put to rest |
The more damn pure |
I got the cure for this fest |
The wackness is spreading like a plague |
MC's, they wanna get paid |
But they cant make the fuckin' grade |
How many times you wannabe's gonna try? |
Yo they just style like dockers |
They cant touch the knowelege I disordify |
I tavel through the darkness carrying my torch like a soldier |
When I'm holdin down the fort |
For some time, now |
Others callin it manuscript |
When I stop to go a top |
They be like Damn he flipped |
Now I'm sick, and fed up wit that bullshit |
I got that lyrical front tip |
When you sell out to appeal to the masses |
You have to go back and enroll in some classes |
All you worthless pieces start shaking your asses |
All you blunt holders take two pulls and pass it |
Back in '89 I dropped too much acid |
Rock from Lake Habasoo out to Lake Placid |
While you busy ragging on the people you blasted |
I'm asking how many days have you fasted |
Get up I'll break ya down a little something |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |
Dead up too many crews be fronting |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |
Get up I'll break ya down a little something |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |
Dead up too many crews be fronting |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |
I'm sick, demented, I smack my manager |
The flow thats flessin |
I'm adressing all ya'll imatures |
Cause to your back, I got the "Tre Piounce Piete" |
Tell me why you tryin' to claim that you a gansta', baby? |
But let's suppose you really had a burner (suppose) |
You would still need some lessons on how to hold it firmer |
Fuck a murder I'm a just kill your ego |
Cause we know that you ain't really got no people |
Murdering a prop my man this my homey that |
You need to get the fuck out my face cause you don't know me jack |
Eney, meeny, miney, moe |
I put seeds in your mental and I watch em grow |
Turn on the instrument and then clock my flow |
Put the dough in my pocket and I rock the show |
Cause I know and you this is how we go |
Somalaku to the Muslim |
Shalom to the Hebrew |
Geed lust envy sloth gluttony pride and wrath do the math |
These seven deadly sins represent my jinn |
You scheming on testing me kid where you been |
I been told all my life I'm my only friend |
There's a killer on the road money it's the end |
And you might think that I'm a dummy |
But while you're out at the spot I'm homes' chilling with your honey |
I kicks flavor |
Like Steven King I write the horror |
If you wanna see tomorrow when I lead you're best to follow |
Or you'll be left along the road in the dust (in the dust) |
And me and you won't have too much to discuss |
I dont know why |
MC's will come to test for ionide |
Master of myself, my wealth |
It's just my state of mind |
I stack my loot |
Just for a rainy day |
And you can parch on your forty |
Cause rappers I slay |
I'm the quick draw |
The outlaw |
I doubt ya'll |
Ready to fuck with me |
So boy stop |
Or, I'm a beat your ass |
Like your pops |
Hit the real estate money and then the props |
Get up I'll break ya down a little something |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |
Dead up too many crews be fronting |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |
Get up I'll break ya down a little something |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |
Dead up too many crews be fronting |
I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting |