Classified, Royce da 5'9", Choclair - Unexplainable Hunger lyrics
[Classified, Royce da 5'9", Choclair - Unexplainable Hunger lyrics]
Hahaha, excellence what up east coast!
My man Classified, holla at your boy
(I feel a warm breeze, It moved my life)
The MIC baby (It feels closer now)
It's called Unexplainable Hunger
(As I get older) from US to Canada
(I feel a warm breeze)
Of course my name is Royce 5'9"
(It feels closer now, As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
Once upon a time in the city of crime
A nigga named Nickel Nine
Came in with the nine
Flamin, with the rhyme
The flame quick as the nine
Aimin at the game sayin "the city is mines"
(now)
He looked like the type you underestimate
He's never a suspect, no one investigates
(uh huh)
It should be a felony to be
This vicious on the beat i'm dope
I'm sellin D like a Piston on the streets
Yellin "D!", for the cheddar cheese
The cheddar I brought, letter B
Like a spelling bee, the pathetic bark
Let it be (be, be)
Or get ya chain snatched y'all (y'all)
Jaw cut is a stain of train track scar (scar)
Whoever think of talkin shit to
Me'll be a memory
I will stretch your dreams from the
Front seat to the back seat, if I
Could blow a brain that far
Niggas want to get to know me all
Cause the way I be spittin
Every ho, every bitch in the city be goin
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life) yeah, Royce 5'9"
(Feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life)
Next up to bat is my homeboy Classified
(I feel a warm wind)
(Got to move me to the other side)
Show Canada how you live
Show the US how it is you know how we do
Yeah, I'm from a place where it
Snows six months of the year
Coldhearted, livin off a blunt and a beer
Bodyslam MC's, have 'em runnin for clear
And I'm a skinny white dude
I ain't nothin to fear (Class)
More advanced than you technical cats
Your literature's littered
(literally) edible trash
You rappers gone nuts? Get
Your testicles back
Now take your shot, you think you gettin me?
It's like Snoop Dogg really goin
Out and quittin weed
I'm always gettin louder man
Never thought you'd listen
Leave you walkin different
Without a pot to piss in
Came in this game, no plan and no structure
No love from labels, so basically "fuck ya!"
Learned to play my part for
The love of this art
Spittin with the same passion I
Did at the start i feel a warm breeze
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life) yeah
(It feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life) oh we ain't done
(I feel a warm wind)
(Got to move me to the other side)
Talk to 'em
Check me out y'all, yo, yo, Choclair, see
Shit ain't sweet
Cheese sandwiches for lunch
Two jeans by week a dollar short for the bus
Fare again this week
Deprivation from the sleep cause
Them barrels speak
I tried to elevate myself, got a nine to five
But yo it's hard when you
Makin three ninety five (yeah)
You turned crosseyed
Take your eyes off the prize lose focus
Lose balance on this fucked up line
So, grab your gruff dog, pull yourself up
(yeah) cause these haters just waitin to
Take your spot up (yeah)
Brush your shoulders off, pop your collar
(yeah)
Make some power moves and then get dollars
Then these girls go and leave
Their scent on your collar (word)
Bring their scent home
Then wifey's gon' holla (yeah)
She say you let consumers just
Dip into the product (uh huh)
But really you be showin your
Supporters that you got 'em
So daps for the fellas
(yeah) , hugs for the ladies (yeah)
Some kiss me on the cheek
Some act a little crazy (whoa)
+Parking Lot Pimpin'+ and they
Call pumpin Jay-Z
But yo, it's just shocks with a
Trailer load of lumber
Got the hot tracks that hit every summer
(summer) yo, it's just Royce Nickel Nine
With my boy Classified
Yo it's Ch-Ch-Ch-Choclair (echo)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life)
(Feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life)
(It feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze, I feel a warm wind)
(Got to move me to the
Other side, side, side, side)
My man Classified, holla at your boy
(I feel a warm breeze, It moved my life)
The MIC baby (It feels closer now)
It's called Unexplainable Hunger
(As I get older) from US to Canada
(I feel a warm breeze)
Of course my name is Royce 5'9"
(It feels closer now, As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
Once upon a time in the city of crime
A nigga named Nickel Nine
Came in with the nine
Flamin, with the rhyme
The flame quick as the nine
Aimin at the game sayin "the city is mines"
(now)
He looked like the type you underestimate
He's never a suspect, no one investigates
(uh huh)
It should be a felony to be
This vicious on the beat i'm dope
I'm sellin D like a Piston on the streets
Yellin "D!", for the cheddar cheese
The cheddar I brought, letter B
Like a spelling bee, the pathetic bark
Let it be (be, be)
Or get ya chain snatched y'all (y'all)
Jaw cut is a stain of train track scar (scar)
Whoever think of talkin shit to
Me'll be a memory
I will stretch your dreams from the
Front seat to the back seat, if I
Could blow a brain that far
Niggas want to get to know me all
Cause the way I be spittin
Every ho, every bitch in the city be goin
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life) yeah, Royce 5'9"
(Feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life)
Next up to bat is my homeboy Classified
(I feel a warm wind)
(Got to move me to the other side)
Show Canada how you live
Show the US how it is you know how we do
Yeah, I'm from a place where it
Snows six months of the year
Coldhearted, livin off a blunt and a beer
Bodyslam MC's, have 'em runnin for clear
And I'm a skinny white dude
I ain't nothin to fear (Class)
More advanced than you technical cats
Your literature's littered
(literally) edible trash
You rappers gone nuts? Get
Your testicles back
Now take your shot, you think you gettin me?
It's like Snoop Dogg really goin
Out and quittin weed
I'm always gettin louder man
Never thought you'd listen
Leave you walkin different
Without a pot to piss in
Came in this game, no plan and no structure
No love from labels, so basically "fuck ya!"
Learned to play my part for
The love of this art
Spittin with the same passion I
Did at the start i feel a warm breeze
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life) yeah
(It feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life) oh we ain't done
(I feel a warm wind)
(Got to move me to the other side)
Talk to 'em
Check me out y'all, yo, yo, Choclair, see
Shit ain't sweet
Cheese sandwiches for lunch
Two jeans by week a dollar short for the bus
Fare again this week
Deprivation from the sleep cause
Them barrels speak
I tried to elevate myself, got a nine to five
But yo it's hard when you
Makin three ninety five (yeah)
You turned crosseyed
Take your eyes off the prize lose focus
Lose balance on this fucked up line
So, grab your gruff dog, pull yourself up
(yeah) cause these haters just waitin to
Take your spot up (yeah)
Brush your shoulders off, pop your collar
(yeah)
Make some power moves and then get dollars
Then these girls go and leave
Their scent on your collar (word)
Bring their scent home
Then wifey's gon' holla (yeah)
She say you let consumers just
Dip into the product (uh huh)
But really you be showin your
Supporters that you got 'em
So daps for the fellas
(yeah) , hugs for the ladies (yeah)
Some kiss me on the cheek
Some act a little crazy (whoa)
+Parking Lot Pimpin'+ and they
Call pumpin Jay-Z
But yo, it's just shocks with a
Trailer load of lumber
Got the hot tracks that hit every summer
(summer) yo, it's just Royce Nickel Nine
With my boy Classified
Yo it's Ch-Ch-Ch-Choclair (echo)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life)
(Feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze)
(It moved my life)
(It feels closer now)
(As I get older)
(I feel a warm breeze, I feel a warm wind)
(Got to move me to the
Other side, side, side, side)