Young Hunger
Mike Mictlan & Lazerbeak
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Young Hunger Aggy when we talk Stagger when we walk Dagger on the hip Baggy of that Cali bomb hit Cold Iron Screw-faces Never pose for these Old Timers Dollars are dime a dozen Good Golly Dali's Denali Hollywood sloppy the budget Bali pick up the slack Lolly gag to a body bag Gag the body guard Never got him back Prolly in somebody's car Freedom affordable Vulnerable foreign attacks Feed em to foreigners Fade into white forging the black Forcing the poor in disorder Sorted by class Shore to a Shore Shine in the sea But not sure to attract Get your Head Shot-Lights On Teleprompt that Dead waves-Mic's On Tell em' all Lies Get the Best Spot-Right or Wrong High Class But the camera stole your soul So your sold all the young minds Bloody Hammer Boy Butcher butching hella steaks Cut the category Busters telling on themselves But I don't hate the hate Welcome it with open arms Squeeze suckas till they suffocate Send em' on their own accord Young Hunger Aggy when we talk Stagger when we walk Dagger on the hip Baggy of that Cali bomb hit Cold Iron Screw-faces Never pose for these Old Timers Glory-Glory holla at a playwright Scholar to a ripper Turn figure the pays right Daylight tripper, Slave to the blade Braver to bang bigger Fangs thicker quicker than painkillers Hey killer your triggers run vigorous Hiccups to split up the vein filler Brains fill up will in Vain realer Than propelling the fame kick-up Watching the flame flicker But you ain't killing the game killer You one in the same villain Bad business Just to clipper the grill in Diligent figures too twisted To fill out the fillings Too big for ya britches Too small for that white tee You're either too dumb for the riches Or too young for that pipe dream I'm part of a grey race Follow a Bad Religion Out the heart of this great escape Harder to pass wisdom Stare at a blank face Ask em' if that's livin' Snap Shot Lean Back We'll make it a fast gimmick Bloody Hammer Boy Butcher butching hella steaks Cut the category Busters telling on themselves But I don't hate the hate Welcome it with open arms Squeeze suckas till they suffocate Send em' on their own accord Young Hunger Aggy when we talk Stagger when we walk Dagger on the hip Baggy of that Cali bomb hit Cold Iron Screw-faces Never pose for these Old Timers And I guess it's all in your mind A perception of time You can't leave it alone? Me either I stress till it's all outta line Till my method is blind IT won't leave ME alone cuz IT needs ME And at best I'm only a sign Pointing any direction designed Standing alone The Lone Leader Not the Holy Roller or Lowly Divine Cuz the Soul slowly divides from a hole In the mind that grows deeper Young Hunger Aggy when we talk Stagger when we walk Dagger on the hip Baggy of that Cali bomb hit Cold Iron Screw-faces Never pose for these Old Timers
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