All my niggas dirty Hungry and thirsty Hitcha like 30 30 for watcha worst see Ya know we got to get this money Survival hungry
Verse One:
A yo ooh baby What I feel is just, ha The type of shit that make you act stupid for real, but a Ya′ll, before ya try to wear these you need to hear these Welcome all ya′ll to my world series Ya ya ya Elaborate on Busta Rhymes theories Ya ya ya I could bust your ass from half a ball Mcs Ya ya ya Never disrespect these monumental creating new flow The full blast we′ll hit′em hit′em hit′em high hit′em low And while your style will soften, then my mind will drift often To illusions of my lyrics given you massages in the coffin The boom shock ooh wee Horny nigga crash into a motherfuckin tree I visualize shit and we in the place to be Extra strength nigga bett′s ta mind the party Full fears I just pierce of in the place Make the spot look scarce and peruse Needles in ya face Fuck dumb shit straight up Keep it bouncin baby make sure you hold your wait up A ha Yea, just watch how the flow will change up for sure Rippin until my niggas walk out the door
Chorus
Verse Two:
Ya′ll, I refuse to lose Look at the news and read the interviews Flipmode is da squad A unit made of many crews Give me the whole entire wheel of fortune Makin a sacrifice no matter what the shit be coustin And while you coughing I be flawsine like a fuckin dolphin A lot of bitch rich niggas expernce extortion This hours born when I′ma form I drop a million in a one stony rocks on niggas like a fuckin hailstorm I pulnternal my new flow Put on your funeral home suit And exacuted with a bang shoop The blow torch been ignited Those who seem exited, ha I′ma bout ? bunch of bitch niggas and they extradited You soundin so sloppy Like a broken muffler draggin behind an older lobby Once the bomb drops here′s to aftermath Scientist tried to disscet my way and formulate my craft Worrying bout how I achieve things The way I antilze shit and how I proceed things My style is real like bear skin imported from the Pursuance Follow my excoriation all the way till you feelin the newer vibe version I complete the after feat Destroy who ever complicate the way how I eat Survival hungry nigga
I wake up and know that This is the day i′m leaving I′m going alone with no map I need room i need space Have to try something that Hasn′t been done before I want to go to places Where i don′t know what its like
????????????????? Listen, i′m hungry Thirsty for surprises Ready for experience Have to get what i need right now
I′m by the road hitchhiking And a car has stopped. As i climb in to it, I′m struck with hot joy
Have to try something that Hasn′t been done before I want to go to places Where i don′t know what its like...
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Listen, i′m hungry Thirsty for surprises Ready for experience Have to get what i need right now Listen, i′m hungry Ready for surprises Thirsty for experience Have to get what i need right now
Am i on my way out? Lying in the grass, and allow myself to dream Am i going further? I want to go on, am i dreaming? Have i gone crazy in my sleep? Shake my head can someone find Find me einar′s food Someone find einar′s food I said i′m hungry! I had good food in society Why am i so hungry On my way out?
[CHORUS] I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat My mom gotta eat, lil′ brother gotta eat (Talk to ′em) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat My squad gotta eat, baby mother gotta eat
[VERSE 1] I refuse to go back to bein′ broke again I′d rather load the toast wit the shells and sell coke again Rather put the blow on the scale and sell dope again Rather put the dro′ in the L and inhale smoke again I refuse to go back to bein′ poor again I′d rather sell dimes outside of the corner store again Put the guns up and run up in the corner store again Rather take my gat to Iraq and go to war wit them I refuse to go back to bein′ down again I′d rather walk around all day wit the tre pound again Hop out on a clown wit the K and spray rounds again Get you dug up out ya grave and laid down again I refuse to go bak to no dough again I′d rather go to my young boy that grow dro again Then make a young boy strip wit the 4-4 again I even make my bitch strip and then go-go again
[CHORUS] I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat My mom gotta eat, lil′ brother gotta eat (Talk to ′em) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat My squad gotta eat, baby mother gotta eat
[VERSE 2] I ain′t tryna go back to livin′ gutter man That′s why I′m stackin′ this cheese to feed my mother, man Plus I got a step pop and a little brother, man And I still gotta take care of my baby mothter, man Now I′m signed some cats is not actin′ right They be thinkin′ I′m stackin′ ′cuz I be rappin′, right? When you dead the bread can′t bring you back to life But I got family to feed and they got appetites So I ain′t tryne be ridin′ on the bus again Workin′ a 9 to 5 that′s why I′m husslin′ Got rhymes line for line, man I′m crushin′ ′em This little 9 of mine, man I′m bustin′ ′em I gotta stay on my grind ′cuz I ain′t eatin′ right Got bags under my eyes ′cuz I ain′t sleepin′ right Even if I ain′t beefin′ I gotta keep the pipe You got cake, I′mma eat a slice, nigga!
[CHORUS] I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat My mom gotta eat, lil′ brother gotta eat (Talk to ′em) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat My squad gotta eat, baby mother gotta eat
[VERSE 3 (Swizz Beats)] Man I′m just like a dude in the crib wit no food in the fridge (Talk to ′em...I′m hungry!) And I′m just like the guy that you saw that was robbin′ the store (Talk to ′em...I′m hunngry!) And I′m just like the dude on the block that be movin′ the rock (Talk to ′em...I′m hungry!) And I′m just like the hustlin′ cat that be bustin′ his gat (Talk to ′m...I′m hungry!) That′s why I do what I do You would too if you knew what I knew I cop ostriches, got beef like sausages And I′m hungry as a hostage is (Real talk) So I′mma keep sellin′ coke to ya ′Cuz niggaz gotta eat in the street, it′s like a little Ethiopia That′s why I be out here in the street ′Cuz ′till the day I die, man I gotta eat
[CHORUS 2x] I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat My mom gotta eat, lil′ brother gotta eat (Talk to ′em) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I′m hungry (What?!) I be out there in the street ′cuz I gotta eat
You′re like a child with old eyes, cynical and sensible, always full of surprises you travel far and wide looking for the feeling, lost inside you
They don′t understand you, no until it′s too late with everything they′ve handed you on a silver plate
Are you hungry for a little more than what you′ve had before? Are you hungry for a taste of life? what your appetite, are you hungry?
Now give me this mountainside cool waters to lie beside give me these two strong eyes to see the difference between truth and lies Ah, give me this feeling when you kiss me baby every day and every night That′s all I need, yes Everything is gonna be all right
Are you hungry for a little more than what you′ve had before? Are you hungry for a taste of life? what your appetite, are you hungry?
You′re like a sight for sore eyes, lyrical and gentle borderlining sentimental You′re like a dream realised so why do I keep falling back to sleep, I′m so serious and deep.
Are you hungry for a little more than what you′ve had before? Are you hungry for a taste of life? what your appetite, are you hungry?
Are you hungry for a little more than what you′ve had before? Are you hungry for a taste of life? what your appetite, are you hungry?