(2:40) God gave me this here guitar Pointed to the farthest star and said, "Son You got a long long way to go" I said, "I'm the daughter you never had
s talk about fake ass bitches Lying on yourself, you ain't ready for the world mama Beggin' every second money hungry, life drama Get your own stacks Why you think these niggaz pussy hungry
nights when my daddy would cry For the things that his family would need But all he ever got was a badland farm and seven hungry mouths to feed And yet and yet our homefire never
upon, ride upon Ride upon the mouthtrap What is this hungry thing What is this turgid little thing That's crawling around in my backyard again Into it's hole
Half my niggas ain't gon' never see sunlight Got twenty stitches under my navel from a gunfight You better watch your back for them thug hoes I believe in safe sex and go
-- mine is the right to be wrong. Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs. Jack rabbit mister spawn a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims (no bodies to
line (form a line) Go to war (go to war), press rewind Cause when I get mad, I put it down on the pad Give you somethin that you never had Controllin,
sad. Singing to echoes and all alone, needed no mom or dad. I'd never dreamed of the world above; I'd never seen the sky. And yet I was content; I never wondered why. I never
's a hole in your soul All of your problems are beggin' to leave But you never want to let them go You never want to let them go I'm tired I'm tired
they heart in it We gone put a hole in it To go hardcore All we do is go hard Cuts them chicken's off But we let 'em go hard Regardless who you are We
' weed Y'all wanna be soulja's sweet like potpouri I crust your fuckin' text like a bulldozer go hungry like vultures be Fake niggaz wish they never
touch di chrome, dem no waan wi fi claim our own, but Africa nah found nuf hole inna road??, Ghetto youth we go on and on Babylon waan wi gone, hungry
have Yeah, right, still hungry, my ass You assdicks had gastric bypass Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids (Eyelash!) Go
and end up a sucker [Chorus x2] Now one day, I'm gon die But until then, I'm gon ride I feel I, can almost fly It can go down tonight, Dadgummit! [
longer wit' us Niggaz wanna be L, ladies wanna see L If I go to jail you'll wear a shirt sayin' "Free L!" What Word up man, them niggaz is hungry They
subject of hard work I just wanted to say that I always was a man to work. I was born working and I worked my way up by hard work. I ain't never go nowhere
do Lungs full of smoke That means slower than slow Feel like I'm trapped and there's nowhere to go So I, just pull out the bazooka (blah) Put a fuckin hole
my cause, take the martyr route Up north they talk about me when the yard is out Can't come through the hood on the mountain bike when cars is out It's the G-H-O-S-T go