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Hungry
Verse:
I spent some time just to rhyme a little/got no hands on my watch, cause it's face is digital/light up display so I can see it at night/these pushers don't wanna push me and these fighters won't fight/ cause I'm holdin on to this pen and killin it on to the mic/ give me a second to think, I may as well just kick it for the night/ layin back with the crown and a bloody murder of crows/ it's a family tradition, and this is just how it goes/ Lord knows I've been a sinner, cause I haven't prayed in awhile/ and now that I thought about it, maybe being good just isn't my style/ tattoos everywhere, pierced with a one gauge needle and stretched to a two/ holes in my ears as well as another few/ cause I shit, piss, smell and spit these words from within/don't tell me again to quit, cause I'm just about to begin/ slashing syllables and giving these verses everything I got//lyrical serial killer with no intention of being caught/
Hook:
like a pack wolf I'm hungry/
but all I wanna eat is that money/
dead presidents for every meal of the day/
I just can't help but kill and let 'em decay/
I spent some time just to rhyme a little/got no hands on my watch, cause it's face is digital/light up display so I can see it at night/these pushers don't wanna push me and these fighters won't fight/ cause I'm holdin on to this pen and killin it on to the mic/ give me a second to think, I may as well just kick it for the night/ layin back with the crown and a bloody murder of crows/ it's a family tradition, and this is just how it goes/ Lord knows I've been a sinner, cause I haven't prayed in awhile/ and now that I thought about it, maybe being good just isn't my style/ tattoos everywhere, pierced with a one gauge needle and stretched to a two/ holes in my ears as well as another few/ cause I shit, piss, smell and spit these words from within/don't tell me again to quit, cause I'm just about to begin/ slashing syllables and giving these verses everything I got//lyrical serial killer with no intention of being caught/
Hook:
like a pack wolf I'm hungry/
but all I wanna eat is that money/
dead presidents for every meal of the day/
I just can't help but kill and let 'em decay/
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