HUNGER Lyrics

Get up and make it bounce with me, vibe with me

Ridin' round, blowin' on a pound, burn the town with me

Get up and make it bounce with me, fight with me

Plotting on a way that I can weaponize a noun with me

Get up and make it bounce with me, die with me

Enemies in my vicinity get taken down with me

Get up and make it bounce with me, clown with me

I ain't calming down till they put a fucking round in me

Knives, Kevlar, scars, extended clips in ARs

Uzis with the automatic action knock a head off

Claymores, C4, sticky bombs set off

Flash bangs, bouncing Betties 'bout to let some lead off

Round startin', takin' off

Quick throwin' Molotovs

Hit the wall and let it fall

Kickin' the door, lightin' 'em all

Droppin' a bomb and I make it fog

Reviving all who been lost

If they gettin' down with my cause, 'cause

Imagine money, women, cars, and a beautiful yard

For the cost of a willing heart that's blackened and scarred

Believe in me the way you keep believing in God

For a life on the edge, surprisingly, I've been calm

Ever since I left, I've been clenching your charm

It's been looking over me through every day you've been gone

I been all around the world and still I think of my home

But I can't make a return until I conquer the throne

Get up and make it bounce with me, vibe with me

Ridin' round, blowin' on a pound, burn the town with me

Get up and make it bounce with me, fight with me

Plotting on a way that I can weaponize a noun with me

Get up and make it bounce with me, die with me

Enemies in my vicinity get taken down with me

Get up and make it bounce with me, clown with me

I ain't calming down till they put a fucking round in me

All my foes need to be hunted and rid of

Look at them hoes lovin' my flow, now they get licked on and ate up

Takin' my paycheck to go buy death

Throwin' enemies under the rug

I'm the only homie with a testimony that could get into heaven and {moan}

This ain't no rerun, war-winnin' battalion

This A-hole a shogun

Just woke up, I'm on one, ain't ate yet and still won

Mass moving like Newton

Droppin' bombs on motherfuckers chillin' while on my futon

I'm thinking if words are weapons, then mine might be a nuke

I need a rad suit just to consume this toxic news

Sick of feeling like I been used, tissue to you

Runnin' through them bodies, no wonder why nobody with you

You gon' have to, yeah

You gon' have to

You gon' have to

You gon' have to

You gon' have to, look

You gon' have to

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