Lyrics:
disease
That’s the disaster capitalism pathogenicity
Thoughts and prayers, bitch, tragedies happen
Ask civilians killed by drone strikes in Yemen
Ask
help ya self
Aint no tellin what that man a do when hunger's felt
Scrapin pennies for the rent he gone flight tonight
By any means means be prepared
I got one eye
It's red like R2-D2 i spot you
Release my wings through downward sky
Landing in the park to make the pigeons fly
I don't know why, but
carnivores strike
You crave blood you crave life
The predator now hunts its prey
The bloodshot eyes shines glowing the night
The walking victims are slain by
undeniable, and
apocylptic.
[Dom Pachino, P.R. Terrorist]
I got a hunger for the mic my appetite strike late at night
food for thought, hold down a fort
up
Strike at the stroke of midnight
Dance on the bones till the girls say when
Pick up what's left by daylight
When Josie comes home
When Josie comes
Strike at the stroke of midnight
Dance on the bones till the girls say when
Pick up what's left by daylight
When Josie comes home
When Josie comes
tight, don't let the bedbugs bite
Keep a razor blade or
Jagged-edge butcher knife
Street life - don't catch them lead slugs
Strike or get struck like
woman)
Leave the Girl alone, leave alone!!!
(reporter)
There's a battle ragin' fueled by desperation, hatred and fear
(expert)
Now the principal language
And I can't hold out much longer
I try to put up a fight
I refuse to feed your hunger
My friends are all aware
They've seen the way you strike me
I end
Yeah where we from
You’d be lucky to make it out
With a sane mind (Word)
Most our experience is post traumatic
And a lot of us was raised by addicts
the reservations on the map? We know what they're trying to hide
Driven by an unhealthy hunger, I wish I scared myself before now
The mother of gloom, she comes for
enemies wit pistol grips
The missile tip's impact hit you so hard, you shit through your dick
Official scripts strikes when physical hits
You physical
out to take what's mine
I've only got one life to live
Create a legacy worth to give
Hunger's different when you starve
Success I really had to carve
motion only the strong survive
But on the 6 or the 5
Live is how the sets used to be, at the Racquet
Ball Club with music by, Andre Hatchett
Or either
The horror—that we may not live
We may not live
To see the walls fall from between us
Between us and the world for which these songs cry out
That
and thin
You missed it when, she was gettin' live offa fifth of Gin
Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends
When she finally came home you probably
incidents
Generalize my disease
I need a taste of what it's like
Living off the fat of kings
I play the scab at your hunger strike
Slow down Gandhi, you're
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
Erect and ready to die
I feel it lurk inside
A deadly hunger grows
Affinity for blood
Carve me up and see
The beast that lies in me
You'll know
has changed its face
Day by day
See the signs all around
The nature strikes back
Fire and ice
Cold and heat
Hunger and war
Like a drop
the storms and thunder, stomach kicking from the hunger
My Poppa work another shift just to get his
I had dreams but no one trust the vision
I knew I was
the life that I live, this my mic when I spit
It was a dream, just a wish, now I'm breeding my gift
Simply satisfy my hunger with a flick of the wrist
While
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