her car broke down
so I acted like I would help start it
But it was a trap,
now she's on the back of the milk carton
I can tell your music sucks
and you're a failed artist
I don't need to hear it, motherfucker,
I can smell garbage
My shit is razor sharp
I jump in the driver's seat
of a monster truck
And run over the trailer park
The sawed -off shotty hits your chest,
break your heart
Then I aim high
and rip your ugly -ass face apart
I'm looking for a carcass
I can take apart
That's where I get my inspiration,
my creative spark
I throw you in a fucking tank of sharks
And watch you in complete si lence
Until I wanna make some art
I guess it's back to the damn
drawing board
I'm sawing whores in half
and I never mop the floor
You got some bodies?
Well you ain't gotta call them or
Drop em off at my house
That's what I bought the condoms for
Stay hungry and fight to say something
Ain't nothing left
but the rice they take from me
The price to be something
No breaks, I stay running
My stomach get eatate
That's why I just stay hungry
Stay hungry and fight to say something
Ain't nothing left
but the rice they take from me
The price to be something
No brakes, I stay running
My stomach, it eats hate
That's why I just stay hungry
I come out when the moon's lit
Howl with my crew
Shit that sound'll make a dude flip
Devouring all these cool kids
I have to stay hungry
From pages to rays dumping
From sitting in cage wondering
To hitting the stage jumping
So move it man
I'm doing voodoo
just to soothe my brain
Shooting Novocaine through the hugest vein
To reduce the pain
A clever addict with several habits
Like better rapping
To smember cats and then bury ashes
Like it never happened
A byproduct of dry comics
and high chronic
How ironic, my sly comments,
I rhyme vomit
Divine homage, this guy is modest
His pride promised, I lied,
honest, the prize got it
This guy is psychotic
I stay hot and I'm fittin'
to slay somethin'
Risen from graves,
fuckin' your sister for days, sonny
It's just a blade, pumpkin afraid?
Well say somethin',
I'm wicked from hate
that's stuffed in my face
Stay one and then
Stay hungry and fight to say somethin'
Ain't nothin' left but the rights
they take from me
The price to be somethin'
No breaks, I stay running,
my stomach get eatate
That's why I just stay hungry
Stay hungry, you fight to say something
Ain't nothing left but the rights
they take from me
The price to be something
No breaks, I stay running,
my stomach get eatate
That's why I just stay hungry
Give me a beat, I'ma eat it up
Serve it on a dinner plate
Attack the track so rapidly, fast
I borderline don't innovate
Bring that killer audio on me,
stand at attention
When the majority follow me
and startin' to listen
Ain't no stoppin' me,
obviously you a part of the mission
Beatin' them level by level
till I complete the mission
See it's like, I'm a hole in one
and you're a part four
My music's like a steel beam
and yours is like cardboard
My notebook's the arm of the pen,
it's the loaded cannon
In hand it will damage when planted,
it'll handle your man
It will strangle and mangle you up
when you try to get up
So we feast on the beat to defeat
like we dyin' for lunch
Huh, see we get it done,
our time isn't much
Gimme the sticky green,
stick it between the vanilla Dutch
Take it to the next level every time
My verse hits you
Tryna blow my music up
Like a fucking cruise missile
Stay hungry
And fight to say something
Ain't nothin' left but the rights
They take from me
A price to be something
No brakes I stay running
My stomach get etaped
That's why I just stay hungry
Stay hungry
And fight to say something
Ain't nothin' left but the rights
They take from me
A price to be something
No brakes I stay running
My stomach get etaped
That's why I just stay hungry