Natas - f** da World lyrics

[TNT] Yeah, I got some sh** on my mind Some sh** that I been wantin' to say Some sh** that I gotsta say [CHORUS x2] f** the world It's like f** the world f** the world I said f** the world f** the world You know like f** the world f** the world I said like f** the world f** the planet I'm on, I wish I was never born But I was torn to be warned so now I mourn My thoughts are paralyzed, I see terror signs I recognize my mind, metamorphosize I hate this planet and the people that live on it I sold my soul and then I feel no pain because I want it And I'm torn between life and d**h and d**h and life My blood drips from the blade of a butcher knife I have thoughts of hate and mental anguish I hate you, I hate me too I can't go back to the room, so I resume the temple of doom They wanna put me in a rubber room My momma told me there'd be days like this I'll be feelin homicidal, suicidal, suicidalist I kept his back, his peeled his cap backwards I'm not religious, but more than just a sacrilegious You better ask somebod about the n***a that's odd And f** you and your God and your world [CHORUS] I'm gonna bust, so call me a Mossburg The sky is fallin like dominoes and Donald Byrd f** the world, I'm not your regular human being You never testified a witness the murder scence Mercy me, Lord have mercy for weak minds Must I reach for my nine, once I'm speakin my mind They trip, angel dust make me bust shots Three little pigs, blind mice why I hate cops Head ache, migrane bring the pain on With my maggot brain on, some insane song So you sing along, murder's my national anthem Area nation, huntin' for a black panther But k**as don't talk, they walk the flatlines And you should know that I'm out my mind So f** the world [CHORUS] f** the world I'm in, it never represented anything But Reel Life Products, thats why many sings The blues, bad news, bad times, bad rhymes Bad lines, bad thoughts, bad sh** on my mad mind Some people say that the world will never end I gotta step and say hello to my little friend Push the bu*ton I panic for mannick depression And with my Smith and Wesson I teach you all a lesson I'm sick of thinkin' my mind's blinkin paranoid Once I counteract it, bullets get interacted Chain reaction, can't get no satisfaction The world is fallin apart like Michael Jackson, so f** 'em [CHORUS]