Luyện nghe bài hát Hunger Pangs

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I give to the creator 'cause my life is blessed
And wish all the haters nothing but the
This is Infamous 'till the wear out
run out, sun burn out and all hell freezes over
When Babylon, I'll be by the
Of the Most High, my balls off like good riddance
Until then I'll be in the soup
Cookin' up shit like this for stricken
Under privileged, and sisters
We're soldiers of the resistance, forgive me
For being late, I was goin' through things
I had to come of age and go through pains
You don't realize you got 'till it's gone
I had to lose it all to see I was doing wrong
I was stripped down to my soul and burnt out
Then rose a Phoenix through the fire
These people get fat we starve and go through hell
Nobody looking for no out, we offer our skills
In return for a scraps
And on the glass, I seen you laugh when I my back
They say revenge is a sweet best served cold
But fuck that I mine fresh off the stove
Yeah it's best served cold, but fuck that I mine fresh

My, my stomach touching my
My, my belly aches, my, my
Make me start showing my
pangs, hunger pangs

Waiting for the sun to
And bring me a day

Make me start showing my
Pangs, hunger pangs

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In a full of hatred, insanity and vanity
We all forget the basics, what is sacred
Often lose patience for gratifications
Whether tail that you're chasing or the like the Matrix
Well this is bills unplugged
The flow's medicated, with their brain on drugs
Heavily sedated, sleep walking it all
With to run the city, I'm just out here for a jog
And I'm about to walk it off, cause I ain't racing y'all
Ringing bells, long as I jingle small change
And keep the small right in the boot
Was in the club, niggas wanted my loot
I'm
I incredible, Miss Angelou poetical
Giving all my caged birds a better
A me, a better you
My Mills be home in a few
They gave him 10, he got two to do
I'm (waitin' for)
Brothers dyin', mother's
Police wyldin', they actin' tyrants
We the sirens, get in the crib
Man still tryna change where I live
I'm for it

My, my stomach touching my
My, my aches, my, my headaches
Make me start showing my
Hunger pangs, pangs

Waiting for the sun to
And bring me a day

Make me start my fangs
Hunger Pangs, hunger