Dan Slicenberg - Hungry Soul lyrics

It's like crumbs to a fat kid, flesh to a shot kid Hungry for some money dogs, running as he box Tryina satisfy an appetite, book into the finish line Running behind me 'cause I'm in it to win it My rhymes gimme the power to murder you cowards I'm up for 32 hours, pity it's a burk for you Now it's another burden I buried Now the words too many Kind of pertinent this Remy, it's got me swerving I'm edgy It's not a game when you losing You speaking hate but I'm snoozing You f**ing brought the sh** out of me, dawg Go over, just try to be off Save me from god, so ??? It's trouble you ain't nothing The time is up and you done And I'm sick of reiterating, really I mean it Quit hating, on me a message producer Write up a quarter performer Mean is the beamest ever seen on a chorus Microphone fiending to screaming for me to side in my chorus, norus! The lettuce pouring, I'm soaring I'm higher climbing, I'm rhyming Doing some time, because I ain't committing crimes And it's time to let off some negative energy Pessimistic hysteric When it's calm when I come And I could have missed it, I hear it Saying what I'm supposed to be doing Where it's supposed to be happening Why can't I follow this pattern Lay this trade album be flat Doing my best, I never meet satisfaction Got too much on my plate A lot of steaks but no napkins We carry torches bringing light to your neighborhood Chewing competition, got a bite like a gator should f** what all them haters say, 'cause the EMS is here to stay We don't wanna move b**h, we'll never get out of the way I'm talking ??? benefit made, don't forget Chris with a K Fam is here ready to play, Jamming out every day ??? and I'm bringing the sickness, okay? We close the outeries, hypertension is elevated We celebrating and you hesitating trying to make it I'm dying, waiting for you to hit the ground Let me give you a one hit of boom, biggity bang and pow, wow I got ‘em spinning like a merry go round I see you motherf**ers grinning, feel the heavy load sounds I'm talking piece in the face, the melvet d is a river The chorus all is the meanest, cleanest the illest deliver, ha! [instrumental break]