Raye Collin - Open Arms lyrics

[Intro]

I wrote this in Denmark, check.

Starin' at my paper like I'm waiting for something

But nothing is going to happen if I don't make it happen

I walk around like I don't know where I am

28 years old, yes, I'm still rappin'

I'm gettin' fed up with American cities

I don't want to pay my taxes

Until they stop killin' blacks

And every woman in my life thinks she wants to be my wife

But that thought only comes when they're layin' on they backs

I don't agree with suicide, but I understand it

There comes a time when you're ready to leave this planet

But dammit, I'm take it all for granted

And I'ma have to die before I every try to land it

And I'm just waitin' for that brain aneurysm

If I get bored, I'ma start my own religion

I'll teach people to worship the drums

And to speak in tongues and no longer will my country eat its young

Oh yeah I got something to say

But nowadays it's a novelty

Like either try to make me smile or try to bother me

If all that you can offer me is apologizes

I probably rather you just pour me a cup of coffee!

I don't know, y'all leaders must of lost me

I gotta go isn't no one gonna stop me?

And if they do I'ma scream "GET OFF ME!"

I'm gonna take a little nap in this lobby

[Slug @ a concert]

"I represent a city called Hungry.

Do we have anybody hungry in the house? (cheers)

Is Hungry in the house?! (more cheers)"

The words Bad Dub are right in the title

So FUCK your criticism of the sound quality

This is not an album

The sole intentions is to eat better while on the road

I don't know, y'all leaders must have lost me

I gotta go isn't no one gonna stop me?

I feel like my peers are tryin' to mock me

Because I know all the words to Lodi Dodi

Fuck everybody