Hunger in My Stomach
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Leavin' all my pain in the rear view, cuz I don't wanna deal with it.
Got more problems than 99, I wish that it was 99.
So I could make some time for Mom and I, and breath some more for my kinfolk.
But I'm stuck out here in the real world and you're God damn right I've been broke.
So I'm gettin' it, I'm livin' it, and when shit pops off I deal with it.
And I learned real quick how to be a man when I was livin' in my truck eatin' Peter Pan and it's not real far from where I'm, I remember that, gettin' paid with rap, now imagine that, I'm a brand new man put the truck in drive, I packed my bags.
And if you're not shotgun I'm good with it, I can ride solo, I'ma die alone, I don't need nobody but my fuckin self, I'ma ride this shit like a rodeo.
I got more room in my resume', goin worldwide, gettin' paid today, gettin' criticized and I'm real irate, but they can never really take my bars away, cuz I'm breathin' them, and I believe in them, and I'm rappin all my stress away.
Photo-shop the scars on my heart, it'll beat a little better but the pain will stay.
And I'm never turnin' back from the road I've come, I stand by all that shit the same, and I'll take the blame, cuz I lit the flame, and if you stand in the way, I'm takin aim!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
Only one thing that I truly know and that's never give my pain away.
Cuz I can bare what a man, normally can't.
And if all were to fall, I'd lay awake, and I'd toss and I'd turn to the 808 of my heart be-eating like a drum, and I'd go wit it, and I'd roll wit it, cuz I'm alive and I drive on the road wit it!
From the pen, to the pad, to the booth, to the fans, I'm livin' in my glory days.
I'm kickin' it up on the clo-oud nine, figurin' out what my story say.
From the Blue Lagoon to The Fire in Philly, my boot prints on that fuckin' map, and you can bet your ass it took a lot of hard work from the needle in my arm to the beat of my heart, lets go!
I want my moment, I'm wanderin' and I'm roamin', I'ma ride it like I stole it, I'm a real fuckin problem, I'ma, rock star, and a modern day outlaw, we're at war if you're prayin for my downfall!
I know I'm chosen, I'm open to any omen, a showman, and my component is that I'ma broken poet, I'ma rock star, and a modern day outlaw, we're at war if you're prayin' for my downfall!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
Got more problems than 99, I wish that it was 99.
So I could make some time for Mom and I, and breath some more for my kinfolk.
But I'm stuck out here in the real world and you're God damn right I've been broke.
So I'm gettin' it, I'm livin' it, and when shit pops off I deal with it.
And I learned real quick how to be a man when I was livin' in my truck eatin' Peter Pan and it's not real far from where I'm, I remember that, gettin' paid with rap, now imagine that, I'm a brand new man put the truck in drive, I packed my bags.
And if you're not shotgun I'm good with it, I can ride solo, I'ma die alone, I don't need nobody but my fuckin self, I'ma ride this shit like a rodeo.
I got more room in my resume', goin worldwide, gettin' paid today, gettin' criticized and I'm real irate, but they can never really take my bars away, cuz I'm breathin' them, and I believe in them, and I'm rappin all my stress away.
Photo-shop the scars on my heart, it'll beat a little better but the pain will stay.
And I'm never turnin' back from the road I've come, I stand by all that shit the same, and I'll take the blame, cuz I lit the flame, and if you stand in the way, I'm takin aim!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
Only one thing that I truly know and that's never give my pain away.
Cuz I can bare what a man, normally can't.
And if all were to fall, I'd lay awake, and I'd toss and I'd turn to the 808 of my heart be-eating like a drum, and I'd go wit it, and I'd roll wit it, cuz I'm alive and I drive on the road wit it!
From the pen, to the pad, to the booth, to the fans, I'm livin' in my glory days.
I'm kickin' it up on the clo-oud nine, figurin' out what my story say.
From the Blue Lagoon to The Fire in Philly, my boot prints on that fuckin' map, and you can bet your ass it took a lot of hard work from the needle in my arm to the beat of my heart, lets go!
I want my moment, I'm wanderin' and I'm roamin', I'ma ride it like I stole it, I'm a real fuckin problem, I'ma, rock star, and a modern day outlaw, we're at war if you're prayin for my downfall!
I know I'm chosen, I'm open to any omen, a showman, and my component is that I'ma broken poet, I'ma rock star, and a modern day outlaw, we're at war if you're prayin' for my downfall!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!
I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul, prayin' for to-morrow, livin' on the road, this hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me a-live, avoiding every moment that I gotta say goodbye!