Hungry (feat. Rapper Big Pooh & Black Milk)

[Verse One] [Big Pooh]: A lot of pressure buildin' up in my chest plate Niggas beggin' for the album said they can't wait You hear the rumors dawg, I like to call it "bait" My fam on the horn askin' 'bout my mind state The mind's great, I'm sharper than I've ever been I'm on the beach overseas sippin' Seraphin Ain't no need for you to question if I ever been Only from the bottom that you learn to ass end I transcend any clique Rap's Agent O, I'm the last one they picked Now who payin' for it? I don't cry over milk spilt Place my fitted on tilt or keep steppin' like a champ The prize winner, the victor Leadin' man posin' in your girl's pictures I'm out here doin' the same Kept my mind on my money, I don't need the fame I can't sleep I'm on the grind, I'm hungry {x8} [Verse Two] [Black Milk]: I'm so nice like polite manners Flows nice as soon as I touch the mic handle Uh, the gun blam, it could leave a murder scene The Son Of Sam of hip hop, I murder everything I'm from the city where niggas is ape but ain't shit Niggas gorilla get your for your Bathing Ape kicks They say I'm Hollywood I take flicks and sign autographs on babe's tits Uh, I can't sleep I'm on the grind I'm hungry Take a risk, put it all on the line like laundry Uh, you can't call me and try to harm me I'll make you a dead man walkin' like zombies Like Mike in Thriller My rhyme sketches like a movie scene, I fight the villain Your game fell off track so I put it back on course I can't sleep I'm on the grind, I'm hungry {x8}