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Мова пісні: Англійська
Hunger |
| Don’t ever doubt my hunger |
| You’ll never know the difference wether upper or my last number |
| I love to make you wonder |
| If you don’t bring shit to the table we’re done, the bums will take you under |
| You come from nothing, they told us from the playground |
| You fall, you don’t stay down |
| The watchers got an appetite for winners that after us all day now |
| Your trust is in the |
| If you ain’t dyin', it ain’t urgent |
| I figured out your type for certain, the attention seeking type of person |
| A righteous man, I like the verses |
| As fake as practicing now, setting traps as he rehearses |
| Being loud while being defeats the purpose |
| A lil wisom, you can take it or leave it to each’s hearses |
| Like the villain meets the circus, a master piece for purchase |
| Violators should have room to relapse, beneth the surface |
| Knowing that bullshit gon come back, timings your visit |
| Barely do the speed limit, your black, mindin' ya business |
| Think I’m being watch over or something, the devil sent his demons as scouts, |
| sometimes I hear it |
| Bet the trouble is waiting I play it cool |
| For the kids that might be listening to me, just stay in school |
| No compassion, cry a river to splash in, won’t change the rules |
| Impossible to out run the reaper, when your name is due |
| Don’t ever doubt my hunger |
| You’ll never know the difference whether upper or my last number |
| I love to make you wonder |
| If you don’t bring shit to the table we’re done, the bums will take you under |
| You come from nothing, they told us from the playground |
| You fall, you don’t stay down |
| The watchers got an appetite for winners that after us all day now |
| Your trust is in the |
| Leaches take your kindness for weakness, deceit from no one |
| Getcha money, live your life or your family should be your slogan |
| No to get my mind clear, figured you’d need an omen |
| Will it bring me the unthinkable, never believe its broken |
| If I get out the bottom, I pull ya up |
| To my people don’t be worrying bout me, my fully tucked |
| You face your time ain’t no avoidin' it, anyone can get touched |
| If you gon' risk it make it count, why petty crimes and cuffs |
| Hope for beautiful dreams, popped up enemies and funeral screams |
| Hollows and make the musical clean |
| Murdered the booth of 15, bloodied the its the usual scene logos for ornaments |
| and envisionment for kings, don’t got the temp to spare niggas you improvisin' |
| Easy it to press hear triggers hit niggas noggin' |
| Being online is a fee, you let the bitches log in |
| They dun left you on E, don’t know who did the robbin' |
| Don’t ever doubt my hunger |
| You’ll never know the difference wether upper or my last number |
| I love to make you wonder |
| If you don’t bring shit to the table we’re done, the bums will take you under |
| You come from nothing, they told us from the playground |
| You fall, you don’t stay down |
| The watchers got an appetite for winners that after us all day now |
| Your trust is in the |