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The Hunt
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Jerry Goldsmith
Jerry Goldsmith
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Goldsmith
Jerry Goldsmith
Composer

Lyrics

Saddle it on up We bout to go on the hunt Packing it all up City to city We turning the fuck up My People get lit up I'm takin another shot I'm thinkin bout throwing up Had to go get it They didn't fuck wit me Now they approach When they see me in city Homie Don't know me Tryn act like my holy Tryn ride on my wave n I wouldn't condone it Where's my opponent Look in the distance But ion see nothin Jerry B bossed up It's no discussion Team gonna ride Then we all gonna fly Out to Pari for night I'm doin this right Put that on my life Losing on sleep I Been up thru the night Money don't sleep So you know that I'm hungry I'm cakin I'm cakin Bish I got the munchies Not wit no fuck shit Leavin the function Takin yo budget See you in court then Been in apartments Now I need gardens Been had a vision Its lookin lawless Leave all the small shit Focus on mosh pits Wake up in mornin Let's get it started Keys my ignition But no push to start yet Outlaw Outcast Hit em wit the D Claws Drop fast Coppin me a V12 Skirt fast Sittin wit a baddie High class And she give me big brain Top class yeah I get em all going The rhymth be potent I come with the real You the last one to know it My intuition is something ambitious You know that I mean it You hear my conviction Ain't no convictions But please do not test me Flip like a switch How I become so deadly This shit a medley Horseman Behead me Gon be the greatest My mufuckin destiny Saddle it on up We bout to go on the hunt Packing it all up City to city We turning the fuck up My People get lit up I'm takin another shot I'm thinkin bout throwing up Wild on this side You cannot contain us When we gon pop in They look at us famous Thorough as ever I came wit my bruddas Death to the ego Brought us back together J was the general Unfillable shoes But at This Moment The fuck can I lose Dumpin my money Straight into the music Hittin the road Neva know When I creep in Used to take molly That shit had me tweakin Now I take vitamins Water up frequent Frequency way up They ain't on my channel 444 This a heavenly anthem Puttin my Jesus piece Upon my neck Faith into god No faith in a tec I just put work in I don't see defeat Only results Hear that on this beat And I know they ain't gone like it When I finally find my way And I don't they ain't gone like it When I take em on that chase And I know they ain't gon like that They can't keep up wit da pace And I know they ain't gon like me Cause they never liked me anyway Snapping on everything Bought rap A wedding ring Down than a bitch Then I turned up my hustling Bizzle got real Then he linked with BReel This is the proof It's all history from here And I know they ain't gone like it When I pop off in my lane And I know they ain't gon like that Holy Smoke is still the gang Saddle it on up We bout to go on the hunt Packing it all up City to city We turning the fuck up My People get lit up I'm takin another shot I'm thinkin bout throwing up
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