Tech N9ne, Brotha Lynch Hung, Bishop - Hunger lyrics
Tech N9ne [Aaron Dontez Yates] Kansas City, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tech N9ne, Brotha Lynch Hung, Bishop - Hunger lyrics]
I might just explode
My mind in sick mode and I can't control my
Ym esopxe tsuj I dna sworg tihs fo sdnik
(llA)
What you wanna do? What you looking for?
Wanna start some shit? Boy, here we go
We can do it, on the double
‘Cause, I’ve been itching, for some trouble
You gon' get a beat down
‘cause I got a lot of pain
You don’t want me to clown
‘cause I’m feeling insane
And I ain’t gonna stop, I ain’t got no brain
I'mma hit you hard, I don’t feel ashamed
I don’t care about shit
But I gotta get dough
And I might just click
Put your ass on the floor
‘Cause you a bitch, you a fraud!
I don’t like you, you a broad!
I don’t got success, I don’t got no luck!
But, I got my stress, so I need your blood!
I can taste it, on my tongue!
My life is wasted, my anger’s from!
My (Hunger)
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my (hunger)
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just exposed my (hunger)
They don’t understand me
Probably why they fear me
Mama said to slow down
The drugs is gonna kill me
In the world all alone, Can somebody hear me?
Please don’t knock me out of my zone
I ease my mind when I like to steal it
In the mind of a psycho
Middle of the night with a rifle
Put my right hand on the Bible
I will slice you up like Michael
Mic shall pass with the knife yo, I go get
This is so crazy homicide the Earth 'til the
Murder on the rifles
Finna act out when I black out, Jay-Z
Gotta feed my hunger, Mr ouiji
Awake me from my slumber
The gates open up and release me
Drawn like a cartoon, niggas get to running
When I’m on tectonics tell the
Hunter to the hunting
Sharper than the harpoon
Running in the short full
Sitting in the dark room
Chewing on a stomach
Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all, quick
Jigsaw bitch in Saw type 6
Digit all up, zip it all up, rip it all up
And stuff pieces then I feed it to my pigs
This nigga’s really sick
Ain’t really with the shit
She know that I’m a demon
Sucking semen on my dick
Smoking on the sticky
Got me drifting off a bit
Burn like ether cause my niggas keep it lit
And if he don’t like you
Then I don’t like you
Might get a bit Ripgut, see, I'm not like you
Shit, I might Tec-9 you
That’s how they find you
In a bathroom all chocked up
I'mma get meat when it’s time to
And I got this problem, meet me, just call it
All you gotta do is say it
And I’m right behind you
And I like that raw shit
Bloody up that hard shit see, I got that
I don’t give a fuck about shit and alcoholism
I spit that cocaine, might be off the cocaine
Making my cigarette in propane, shit
This is no game my trust is fucked up
So I might get fucked up
Ain't got nobody that got my back
So I just suck it up
I was raised, you fucking joke
You might get tucked up
Bring the body over here, that meat is uncut!
I can taste it, on my tongue!
My life is wasted, my anger’s from!
Fucking with my (Hunger)
My mind in sick mode and I can't control my
Ym esopxe tsuj I dna sworg tihs fo sdnik
(llA)
What you wanna do? What you looking for?
Wanna start some shit? Boy, here we go
We can do it, on the double
‘Cause, I’ve been itching, for some trouble
You gon' get a beat down
‘cause I got a lot of pain
You don’t want me to clown
‘cause I’m feeling insane
And I ain’t gonna stop, I ain’t got no brain
I'mma hit you hard, I don’t feel ashamed
I don’t care about shit
But I gotta get dough
And I might just click
Put your ass on the floor
‘Cause you a bitch, you a fraud!
I don’t like you, you a broad!
I don’t got success, I don’t got no luck!
But, I got my stress, so I need your blood!
I can taste it, on my tongue!
My life is wasted, my anger’s from!
My (Hunger)
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my (hunger)
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just exposed my (hunger)
They don’t understand me
Probably why they fear me
Mama said to slow down
The drugs is gonna kill me
In the world all alone, Can somebody hear me?
Please don’t knock me out of my zone
I ease my mind when I like to steal it
In the mind of a psycho
Middle of the night with a rifle
Put my right hand on the Bible
I will slice you up like Michael
Mic shall pass with the knife yo, I go get
This is so crazy homicide the Earth 'til the
Murder on the rifles
Finna act out when I black out, Jay-Z
Gotta feed my hunger, Mr ouiji
Awake me from my slumber
The gates open up and release me
Drawn like a cartoon, niggas get to running
When I’m on tectonics tell the
Hunter to the hunting
Sharper than the harpoon
Running in the short full
Sitting in the dark room
Chewing on a stomach
Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all, quick
Jigsaw bitch in Saw type 6
Digit all up, zip it all up, rip it all up
And stuff pieces then I feed it to my pigs
This nigga’s really sick
Ain’t really with the shit
She know that I’m a demon
Sucking semen on my dick
Smoking on the sticky
Got me drifting off a bit
Burn like ether cause my niggas keep it lit
And if he don’t like you
Then I don’t like you
Might get a bit Ripgut, see, I'm not like you
Shit, I might Tec-9 you
That’s how they find you
In a bathroom all chocked up
I'mma get meat when it’s time to
And I got this problem, meet me, just call it
All you gotta do is say it
And I’m right behind you
And I like that raw shit
Bloody up that hard shit see, I got that
I don’t give a fuck about shit and alcoholism
I spit that cocaine, might be off the cocaine
Making my cigarette in propane, shit
This is no game my trust is fucked up
So I might get fucked up
Ain't got nobody that got my back
So I just suck it up
I was raised, you fucking joke
You might get tucked up
Bring the body over here, that meat is uncut!
I can taste it, on my tongue!
My life is wasted, my anger’s from!
Fucking with my (Hunger)