Rappin’ For Food

sorry please excuse my attitude
 but if I only had food I wouldn't be in such a bad mood
 now don't you sons of bitches tempt me
 I haven't eaten all day and my fridge is empty
 'cause my monthly income is spent easily
 on records and Patricia Arquette DVDs
 now they're setting up a show and they expect me to be
 all happy when they ask me to wreck beats for free
 of course you need me to get your party started
 'cause you're all retarded - it's hopeless in fact
 once again I'm opening act for some bigheaded big shot
 with bigheaded rhymes in his bigheaded hip hop
 the worst emcee I've ever heard or seen
 so how come he gets paid and I still work for free?
 sure I can rock their crowd and make a really great show
 but they just need to make sure to pay me with potatoes
 y'all just act like this is all a laugh - right?
 lot of cash - lot of ass and you call it rap life
 a crooked kind of view - true - but look it's nothing new
 I'm never paid when I play - they just hook me up with food
 you talk true shit - I'm like "schaa-ptuh-spit"
 kind of had it with you maggots 'cause you're far too slick
 actin' all rude like you're lackin' all screws
 I'm out of money and kind of hungry so I'm rappin' for food
 y'all just act like this is all a laugh - right?
 lot of cash - lot of ass and you call it rap life
 a crooked kind of view - true - but look it's nothing new
 I'm never paid when I play - they just hook me up with food
 you talk true shit - I'm like "schaa-ptuh-spit"
 kind of had it with you maggots 'cause you're far too slick
 actin' all rude like you're lackin' all screws
 I'm out of money and kind of hungry so I'm rappin' for food
 they say that my approach is wrong and I'm loosing it
 don't care about my gear as long as it's loosely fit
 fashion is a toxin and you're strongly abusing it
 don't mind looking like shit as long as my music keeps
 reaching my fans and speaking quite frank
 I don't give a fuck about your specially designed pants
 see I too wear clothes you can't find in stores
 mainly 'cause they've been out of stock since -94
 don't get me wrong - I love to perform and I'm not greedy
 but after each and every show they all come up to me with:
 "sorry we can't offer you anything - later maybe"
 nearly rock stages daily - damn if only they would pay me
 cheap scum - it's your fault I'm looking like a street bum
 with huge holes through my shoe soles
 and my blue toes are too cold - I'm stomping my feet
 why can't anybody please get me something to eat?
 y'all just act like this is all a laugh - right?
 lot of cash - lot of ass and you call it rap life
 a crooked kind of view - true - but look it's nothing new
 I'm never paid when I play - they just hook me up with food
 you talk true shit - I'm like "schaa-ptuh-spit"
 kind of had it with you maggots 'cause you're far too slick
 actin' all rude like you're lackin' all screws
 I'm out of money and kind of hungry so I'm rappin' for food
 maybe I should just shut up 'cause what's the point of
 yelling when it's seems like I'm just talking to myself again
 and I'm getting tired of the company
 maybe the time has come to find someone I like
 and treat her right for like about a month
 then watch her stab me in the back
 just about when I've begin to like her for real
 now doesn't that sound like fun?
 guess it does to me 'cause I keep doing it time and again
 finding a friend for life's a bitch and then you fry in hell
 you probably think I'm crazy I can tell
 but life is like a drying well
 and words can't describe its smell
 at least none that I can spell
 and I always find myself in situations like these
 and if you want a peek you can find me
 outside the club - kicked to the curb
 in the gutter with no lover 'cause they all call me a scrub
 and when I'm making raps I ain't into making bucks
 so just get me some grub I am hungry as fuck
 y'all just act like this is all a laugh - right?
 lot of cash - lot of ass and you call it rap life
 a crooked kind of view - true - but look it's nothing new
 I'm never paid when I play - they just hook me up with food
 you talk true shit - I'm like "schaa-ptuh-spit"
 kind of had it with you maggots 'cause you're far too slick
 actin' all rude like you're lackin' all screws
 I'm out of money and kind of hungry so I'm rappin' for food