Feed From My Hand by Tru$pok Lyrics
{Verse 1}
My dude when I tell you this is our world
You sit down and listen
My voice can amount to any doubts
Or criticism
I’m sick to my stomach
I think my mind is schizophrenic
But the visions of these motha fuckas
Watching
Got me on a mission on commission
With some green motha motha fuckas
Comin at me with bananas
Like Hahnna Montanna
But manage the fathom magical classicals
No love for the soul cuz they know that we animals
Yup yup
Getting fucked on the justice system Ain't no human rights claimed
When it’s only business
Come in mind for the rights
To the justified prison mates
When The state picks up the case
Cuz they only want the pay rate
Fuck taxes
Got us in Molasses
Bitch asses collapse
Under attack of the masses
{Hook} x4
I don’t need you
But you need me
Every time I laugh
When you feed from my hand
{verse 2}
You think my voice gets to you?
Or is it my words?
Maybe the mentality
Just wait til I perform this
Don’t hoard this
Cuz you’ll mourn it
Force it on a mortgage
Now I’m divorced
With a warrent
Backed on my child support
They’re ain't no love for a wanted man
But guess what I’m worth a million bucks
And no one even seems to gives a fuck
So maybe it is time that I do
Pull myself together
With Mastermind move
Work hard for my penthouse view
It don’t mean I won’t eat if I don’t eat with you
Motha fuckas don’t get the game no more
Nothing but a bunch of rap whores in the name of their lord
Got the rif raff gridlocked on a contract
Mix batched mis match when they make contact
{Hook} x4
I don’t need you
But you need me
Every time I laugh
When you feed from my hand
{Verse 3}
No longer will I cower
To these cowards with power
Your number 1 renegade
With a death wish
And a threat
To their establishments
Americas most want it
A terrorist
When it comes to serving justice
I’m not biased
Given an opportunity
I’d probably fuck Miley Cyrus
Out of hate though
Won't’ be fake
I’m the crane with the chain
That wrecked her ball
Be the one that hit em within
And watch em all fall
Be the brain with a steady based face
And a mainframe
Don’t allow me to be the stain
On your membrane
Can’t be cracked
If you can’t outmatch
Then atleast can you please
Change lanes
So I can maintain speed
Or gain reign
I gotta meeting at three
With a speech to say
Not matter what they take
I’m gonna get paid
I don’t wanna nay say
But it’s me they portray
{Hook} x8
I don’t need you
But you need me
Every time I laugh
When you feed from my hand
My dude when I tell you this is our world
You sit down and listen
My voice can amount to any doubts
Or criticism
I’m sick to my stomach
I think my mind is schizophrenic
But the visions of these motha fuckas
Watching
Got me on a mission on commission
With some green motha motha fuckas
Comin at me with bananas
Like Hahnna Montanna
But manage the fathom magical classicals
No love for the soul cuz they know that we animals
Yup yup
Getting fucked on the justice system Ain't no human rights claimed
When it’s only business
Come in mind for the rights
To the justified prison mates
When The state picks up the case
Cuz they only want the pay rate
Fuck taxes
Got us in Molasses
Bitch asses collapse
Under attack of the masses
{Hook} x4
I don’t need you
But you need me
Every time I laugh
When you feed from my hand
{verse 2}
You think my voice gets to you?
Or is it my words?
Maybe the mentality
Just wait til I perform this
Don’t hoard this
Cuz you’ll mourn it
Force it on a mortgage
Now I’m divorced
With a warrent
Backed on my child support
They’re ain't no love for a wanted man
But guess what I’m worth a million bucks
And no one even seems to gives a fuck
So maybe it is time that I do
Pull myself together
With Mastermind move
Work hard for my penthouse view
It don’t mean I won’t eat if I don’t eat with you
Motha fuckas don’t get the game no more
Nothing but a bunch of rap whores in the name of their lord
Got the rif raff gridlocked on a contract
Mix batched mis match when they make contact
{Hook} x4
I don’t need you
But you need me
Every time I laugh
When you feed from my hand
{Verse 3}
No longer will I cower
To these cowards with power
Your number 1 renegade
With a death wish
And a threat
To their establishments
Americas most want it
A terrorist
When it comes to serving justice
I’m not biased
Given an opportunity
I’d probably fuck Miley Cyrus
Out of hate though
Won't’ be fake
I’m the crane with the chain
That wrecked her ball
Be the one that hit em within
And watch em all fall
Be the brain with a steady based face
And a mainframe
Don’t allow me to be the stain
On your membrane
Can’t be cracked
If you can’t outmatch
Then atleast can you please
Change lanes
So I can maintain speed
Or gain reign
I gotta meeting at three
With a speech to say
Not matter what they take
I’m gonna get paid
I don’t wanna nay say
But it’s me they portray
{Hook} x8
I don’t need you
But you need me
Every time I laugh
When you feed from my hand