Hungry chords by Common
Verse 1
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Yo niggas don't want none of this
Niggas know they can't
Em
fuck with this
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Turn this shit up just a little
Em
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Em
more
Am
I walk
Verse 2
the night in rhyming armor
bomb a nigga like a winter coat
Have him on Death Row
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searching for an Interscope
Am
Yet I sparkle like Irene Cara
Symbolize dope like sirens do terror
Mariel just had a baby someone else
decapitated
Flashbacks of past raps make
me so glad I made it
Players is getting traded
I drop a gem off,
them who's style is jaded
My juice is grated
Shit is so banging niggas
say it's gang related
On philosopher's rink of thought,
I've skated with precision
Crews is gettin' split like decisions
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Com' will let it ride in collision
Em
Am
Vision like Colleco or tele,
I battle stars in stellar
Regions, my thought scheme
was my like my offspring
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Now, it's teething
Am
My reason of rhyme applies
to season and time
Season of mind,
body and regions divine
In mom's cookouts, I'm leaving
the swine
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Am
Verbal vegetarian,
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Am
squashed beef with Ice Cube
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Came in this rap life nude
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Now I'm fully clothed with flows
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You tricks can't hide behind
expensive cars and clothes
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Am
Old niggas I expose like
Luke does hoes in videos
With classic material,
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Am
imperial and rugged like
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Got mag, but my slugs a mic
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You fake like a smile, like a hug, I'm tight
Skip ladies,
this is rip a motherfucker night
Oracle arouse,
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niggas don't even run for cover right
Am
Downtown interracial lovers hold hands
I breathe heavy like an old man,
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with a cold can of Old Style
Hold a Stone Isle profile
Am
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Am
Mix between Malcolm X and Sef
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when I go wild
Am
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Am
Hold micslike a second nut until
the second coming
Humming coming towards you
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with power like forest do
Am
Hip hop, you my bitch and like a
Ford, I'm exploring you
Some wack niggas be cool,
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with them, I stay cordial
Am
Flowing room temperature,
cats is presumed miniature
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Like golf, soft like Tiger Woods
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Am
And real nigga angles I've stood with ways
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that's geometric
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Don't need to rob banks
with dike broads to Set it
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I levitate to the occasion,
lounge like a lyricist
Rhyme wise, you a rest haven
You sat by the door spooked like
I was Wes Craven
You need to do more deletin'
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and less savin '
Am
A praise in hell, raisin' heaven
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Like the bill on my pager leavens
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What you should have known
Am
from day one
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You will on day seven
Verse 3
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Hungry hip hop junkie in the city
Hungry hip hop junkie in the city
Hungry hip hop junkie in
Outro 1
the city
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Hungry
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