Tech N9ne - Hunger (Feat. Brotha Lynch Hung, Bishop)

I might just explode my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my
What you wanna do What you looking for
Wanna start some shit Well here we go
We can do itOn the double
‘Cause I’ve been itching for some trouble
It will gonna be down ‘Cause I got a lot of pain
You don’t want me to clown‘Cause I’m feeling insane
And I ain’t gonna stopI ain’t got no brain
I'mma hit you hardI don’t feel ashamed
I don’t care about shitBut I gotta get dough
And I might just clickPut your ass on the floor
‘Cause you a bitchYou a fraud
I don’t like youYou a broad
I don’t got successI ain’t got no luck
But I got my stress so I need your blood
I can taste it on my tongue
My life is wasted my anger’s from my
Hunger
I might just explode my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger
I might just explode my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger
They don’t understand me probably why they fear me
Mama said to slow down the drugs is gonna kill me
In the world all aloneCan somebody hear me
Please don’t knock me out of my zone
I ease my mind when I like to steal it
In the mind of a psycho middle of the night with a rifle
Put my right hand on the Bible I will slice you up like Michael
Mic shall pass with the knife yo I go get this is so crazy
Homicide the Earth 'til the murder on the rifles
Finna act out when I black out JayZ
Gotta feed my hungerMr Ouiji
Awake me from my slumber the gates open up and release me
Drawn like a cartoon niggas get to running
When I’m on tectonics tell the hunter to the hunting
Sharper than the harpoon running in the short full
Sitting in the dark room chewing on a stomach
Kill ‘em all kill ‘em all quick jigsaw bitch in Saw type 6
Digit all up zip it all up rip it all up
And stuff pieces then I feed it to my pigs
This nigger’s really sick ain’t really with the shit
She know that I’m a demon sucking semen on my dick
Smoking on the sticky got me drifting off a bit
Burn like ether cause my niggas keep it lit
Hunger
I might just explode my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger
I might just explode my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger
If he don’t like youThen I don’t like you
Might get a bit ripped gutSee I'm not like you
Shit I might Tech N9ne you That’s how they find me
In the bathroom all chocked up I'mma get mean when it’s time to
And I got this problemMeet me just call it
All you gotta do is say itAnd I’m right behind you
And I like that raw shit bloody up that whore shit
See I got that I don’t give a fuck about shit and alcoholism
I spit that cocaine mind me on cocaine
Making my cigarette in cocaine shit this is no game
My trust is fucked upSo I might get fucked up
Ain't got nobody that got my back so I just suck it up
I was raised you fucking joke you might get tucked up
Bring the body over here that meat is uncut
I can taste itOn my tongue
My life is wastedMy anger’s from
Fucking with my
Hunger
I might just explode my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger
I might just explode my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger