Luyện nghe bài hát Hunger Pangs

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I give thanks to the creator my life is blessed
And wish all the haters but the best
This is Infamous 'till the name out
Clock run out, sun out and all hell freezes over
Babylon, I'll be by the shoulder
Of the Most High, laughing my balls off like good
then I'll be in the soup kitchen
Cookin' up shit like for poverty stricken
Under privileged, and sisters
We're soldiers of the global resistance, me
For late, I was goin' through some things
I had to of age and go through growing pains
You don't what you got 'till it's gone
I had to lose it all to see I was doing wrong
I was stripped bare down to my and burnt out
Then rose like a through the fire
These people get fat while we starve and go through
Nobody for no hand out, we offer our skills
In return for a little
And on the glass, I seen you laugh I turned my back
They say revenge is a sweet dish best served
But that I need mine fresh off the stove
Yeah it's served cold, but fuck that I need mine fresh

My, my touching my spine
My, my aches, my, my headaches
me start showing my fangs
Hunger pangs, pangs

Waiting for the sun to
And bring me a day

Make me showing my fangs
Pangs, hunger pangs

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In a full of hatred, insanity and vanity
We all forget the basics, destroying what is
Often lose for instant gratifications
Whether tail that you're chasing or the numbers like the
this is cash bills unplugged
The medicated, those with their brain on drugs
Heavily sedated, sleep walking it all
With plans to run the city, I'm out here for a jog
And I'm about to it off, cause I ain't racing y'all lames
Ringing bells, as I jingle like small change
And the small thing right in the boot
Was in the club, some niggas my loot
I'm
I feel incredible, Miss Angelou
Giving all my caged birds a view
A better me, a you
My nigga 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 hear the sirens, get in the
Man still tryna change where I live
I'm for it

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

Waiting for the sun to
And bring me a day

Make me start my fangs
Pangs, hunger pangs