Hunger

Duration

2:16

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Take a look in my eyes, tell me what do you see. Prolly a nigga who hungry as hell tryna get what is his. shit, He Prolly a beast, don’t fuck wit that nigga he minded his biz. Only one mission, to serve up some heater, while telling my sins. Aint neva had shit but a thought and voice and a pen and a pad. Steady looking for cash. Ain’t hustled no dope, but he hustled the most. Sick n tired of these dudes, sick in tired of the labels. Guess I’ll stay independent. Aint got time for no favors. Sick n tired these bills. My Momma cryin them tears. Sick n tired of starving. It’s time to face my fears. So much food on the table. Its time to eat my meal. Gotta take whats mine don’t leave no scraps for shit. Nigga my stomach is growling cause i am hungry as fuck. So stay out of my path. Unless u really willing to leave in a crutch, Conquer divide I rip it in half. This time I do it for me. Start using my brain Get down to math It’s time to run the streets. (Hunger!) See This is the struggle. I feel like niggas is tryna take my soul. But this is a battle. Nigga im ready. I will not shake or fold. got me a weapon, got me a vest Im ready to brake the mold. We live in a world where niggas get shot because of they fuckin clothes. And even ya skin. They do it again and over and over again. Its on the news its on the web this shit don’t make no sense. Niggas be thinking im crazy. I just be speakin truth. Ready to light up the booth. Deliver it straight to you. Just something I have to do. real killers in fuckin suits. They gave me a mic they gave me a voice Im ready to break us through. hunger! Hunger! Hunger!