Ren - The Hunger lyrics
Ren [Ren Eryn Gill] Bangor, Gwynedd, Wales, U.K. 🇬🇧
[Ren - The Hunger lyrics]
Poison in my veins lights a flame in my brain
That maintains the pain that may
Change my frame of mind
Blind, I design rhymes, intertwined
Double time genuine Frankenstein
I made a monster
Conquer, music scene, golden ticket, Wonka
Conjour, lyrics in my belly, I got thunder
Younger, everybody wishes they were younger
The older I'm getting
The more I feel the hunger (Get 'em)
Beltеr like a welter wеight
Helter-skelter need alka-seltzer (Get 'em)
Alpha, Beta, Delta
I help you into the fall out shelter
(Get 'em)
Melt a mind or two with these rhymes
You might find you never felt (Get 'em)
A feeling like this feeling, be
Believing I'm a demon, i'm a devil
Fuck the game, completed every level
I'm a vessel
For spirit's to channel out of my lyrics
I'm a rebel i raise my fist
The anti-capitalistic pissed I revel
In society collapsing Fantastic
Now pump the treble
Tick-tock off the top of the
Tip of my tongue, i am tapping telepathy
Terrify them with the terrible
Telekinesis tantrum Yes, i torture the enemy
Slowing the flow and then growing the flow
And I swallow the flow like a Toblerone
(Get 'em) i'mma feast on the flow
I'm a beast with the flow
Then I’m switching it up and
I’m taking it low
Kiddie with a black heart in
A car park by Primark
Jamming Django Reinhardt
Living like a rockstar, refine rap
To a fine art, vincent Van Gogh
I start making my mark like Frankie Sinatra
King, call me Arthur
And my style is homegrown
Like growing cali weed
Don’t need no personal trainer
I got trainers on my feet (Ay)
You know I got the soul in my bowl when I eat
You know I’m staying grounded when
I grind up my beef
But, if you got a problem, my brother
I might just put on some rubber gloves
And just choke you 'till
Larynx ruptures, and blood
It just bubbles up
And the bubbles just double
Up, and you struggle, but luck is up
'Cause, I’m subtle at covering up the trouble
Cover up the crime scene, 1990
That’s my scene! My teen years were spent
Rolling the Thai-green
Obscene fiend in a pair of baggy jeans
Putting backy with the green
Roll a fatty dopamine
Starts flowing, my cerebellum glowing
The pendulum is slowing
I'm swinging and I’m swaying but I
Don’t know where I’m going
Mind running Jessie Owens, Hallelujah
Leonard Cohen all these seeds that I’ve been
Sewing slowly growing like trees
I grow, then I preach scrap that, I teach
Teach over beats to all those that seek
Teach on these streets streets can be bleak
But bleak was the place where
I rose to my feet
That maintains the pain that may
Change my frame of mind
Blind, I design rhymes, intertwined
Double time genuine Frankenstein
I made a monster
Conquer, music scene, golden ticket, Wonka
Conjour, lyrics in my belly, I got thunder
Younger, everybody wishes they were younger
The older I'm getting
The more I feel the hunger (Get 'em)
Beltеr like a welter wеight
Helter-skelter need alka-seltzer (Get 'em)
Alpha, Beta, Delta
I help you into the fall out shelter
(Get 'em)
Melt a mind or two with these rhymes
You might find you never felt (Get 'em)
A feeling like this feeling, be
Believing I'm a demon, i'm a devil
Fuck the game, completed every level
I'm a vessel
For spirit's to channel out of my lyrics
I'm a rebel i raise my fist
The anti-capitalistic pissed I revel
In society collapsing Fantastic
Now pump the treble
Tick-tock off the top of the
Tip of my tongue, i am tapping telepathy
Terrify them with the terrible
Telekinesis tantrum Yes, i torture the enemy
Slowing the flow and then growing the flow
And I swallow the flow like a Toblerone
(Get 'em) i'mma feast on the flow
I'm a beast with the flow
Then I’m switching it up and
I’m taking it low
Kiddie with a black heart in
A car park by Primark
Jamming Django Reinhardt
Living like a rockstar, refine rap
To a fine art, vincent Van Gogh
I start making my mark like Frankie Sinatra
King, call me Arthur
And my style is homegrown
Like growing cali weed
Don’t need no personal trainer
I got trainers on my feet (Ay)
You know I got the soul in my bowl when I eat
You know I’m staying grounded when
I grind up my beef
But, if you got a problem, my brother
I might just put on some rubber gloves
And just choke you 'till
Larynx ruptures, and blood
It just bubbles up
And the bubbles just double
Up, and you struggle, but luck is up
'Cause, I’m subtle at covering up the trouble
Cover up the crime scene, 1990
That’s my scene! My teen years were spent
Rolling the Thai-green
Obscene fiend in a pair of baggy jeans
Putting backy with the green
Roll a fatty dopamine
Starts flowing, my cerebellum glowing
The pendulum is slowing
I'm swinging and I’m swaying but I
Don’t know where I’m going
Mind running Jessie Owens, Hallelujah
Leonard Cohen all these seeds that I’ve been
Sewing slowly growing like trees
I grow, then I preach scrap that, I teach
Teach over beats to all those that seek
Teach on these streets streets can be bleak
But bleak was the place where
I rose to my feet