Luyện nghe bài hát Hunger Pangs

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

My, my touching my spine
My, my aches, my, my headaches
Make me start my fangs
pangs, hunger pangs

Waiting for the sun to
And bring me a day

Make me start my fangs
Hunger Pangs, 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 numbers like the
Well is cash bills unplugged
The flow's medicated, those their brain on drugs
sedated, sleep walking through it all
With plans to run the city, I'm just out for a jog
And I'm about to walk it off, cause I ain't racing lames
Ringing bells, as I jingle like small change
And keep the small right in the boot
Was in the club, some niggas wanted my
I'm
I incredible, Miss Angelou poetical
Giving all my caged birds a view
A better me, a you
My nigga Mills be in a few
gave him 10, he got two more to do
I'm (waitin' for)
dyin', mother's cryin'
Police wyldin', they actin' tyrants
We the sirens, get in the crib
Man they still tryna where I live
I'm for it

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

for the sun to awake
And me a better day

Make me start my fangs
Hunger Pangs, pangs