Beautiful Eulogy - Humble Hungry lyrics

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Beautiful Eulogy - Humble Hungry lyrics

[Hook] Humble Hungry Humble Hungry [Verse 1: Odd Thomas] It's the most hidden secret and deceitful-lest It's the private dwells in the hearts of those that bust For the ones who look inside their hearts for a place they trust The posture of the proud must adjust You tempting with that spotlight k**ing the rime, right? Reaching for new heights to ignite your career Non stop searching for props Radio drops stops here The truth is you love it 'cause it tickles your ear While fear thousands imagine that they might be humble The flight of self delight might be the means of your stumble There's something to be said For letting a competitive edge Go to your head While taking the glory instead That's the same pride That turned the angles to devils So I suggest you get low And adjust your levels Ready for justice or pa**ion Exert compa**ion Better humble yourself In a clay pop fashion It's an option Don't get it confused if you refuse You choose God's rap get smashed, bashed, and bruised Part whipped of pride People of Christ divide Respect the gift giver while delivering rhymes To me its common sense That your confidence and compliments Come only from Christ's accomplishments And stay humble [Hook] Humble Hungry Humble Hungry [Verse 2: Theory Hazit] Came in the game with my back touching my stomach Pride in the back of my mind Like which one of you rappers want it I give it in strive we live it Dying itself but when I'm with you trynna contribute And take nothing away 'cause I dig you I'm going Put me down my God. I'm as hungry as sharks The smell of blood got me scratching like fleas in a park A raw dog showing teeth when I bark I decrease so God's increase will leave a mark A beast when I part Paragraph these red seas Bring folks together like purple haze red seas Hope you get better as we grow and let go Of the ego or become Edible evil The God [?] people Without pencils, paper, pens paint brushes, or a canvas To break bread and manage And make a sandwich out of your beef habits So when your at least [?] It sound like weak rapping in the presence of God So cease braggin' [Hook] Humble Hungry Humble Hungry [Verse 3: Citizen Aim] I would cypher submission Eyes bigger than the stomach [?]quickly plummet Not for vein cheddar and bread Pray pen a letter that's red But where's that clothe [?] put on the bed It's not a bad dream More like [?] It's an attempt to be a steward With an approach that will melt Not face lest your spirit not displayin' what it gift givin' Nurture and free those locked inside a soul prison Cook cake and eat it too Table of the King's feast Last supper servin' squash and hate up on the mean street All fake lights and glamour Slay tongues of grammar Slums with the layman My words drum the hammer More face beside it but I drive it, pull it over But the cup clearly humbled still aggression in our holsters Meant it when I said it Though the bird sings along You rattle the cage of confession Feel the wrath of the throne [Hook] Humble Hungry Humble Hungry