(I've) hung around with big shots never knew love was in the sights I guess I missed the target caught up in a different line of fire but I know since
not a shame. You're not the hunted, you're not the aim. You just another dog with hunger pains I was so afraid that you'd become the game. I forgot
game straight harmless Snatch your mic out your hand, leave your fingers harmless We rottweilers, while y'all be the tyres 'cause you need to retire Fucking with Toronto, get your pink slip, you're fired
it can't happen until the gats start clappin' They comin' down the wire spittin' fire like a dragon 'Cause while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position To observe your trick, and then catch
the hunger Really burned and the softest sweetest kisses Were lost amidst the thunder in our hearts We watched the people round us getting up, getting on, getting old But the game
... C'mere Yeah it's my shit, my shit Get up Yo grab that nigga, grab him *gun fires* Yo shit! *gun fires* Move Son! Move! *gun fires repeatedly
C'mere Yeah it's my shit, my shit Get up Yo grab that nigga, grab him [gun fires] Yo shit! [gun fires] Move Son! Move! [gun fires repeatedly] Move move
With You, Get Hundreds With You Bitch Nigga Imma Kill You If I Wanted With You You Could Join On The Listen Or Get Your Number Issued [Style P Adlibs] Catch
you do, catches up to you I want my cake and eat it too, stop the game Leave bruises on your neck, when I pop your chain Yeah, the hunger/pain, make
Hung around with big shots Never knew love was in the sights I guess I missed the target Caught up in a different line of fire But I know since I've been
This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin +The Source+ Mr. Pain'll change the game by the time I'mma reign I catch a charge like a flagrant foul deep in
four This 20 got magazines and I ain't talkin +The Source+ Mr. Pain'll change the game by the time I'mma reign I catch a charge like a flagrant foul
t happen until the gats start clappin They comin' down the wire spittin fire like a dragon Cause while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position To observe your trick, and then catch
in the cell Take these bars and bail your man outta jail The eye in the sky, the ears on the wire Conspiracy it's on fire I got the keys to your cell
10-speed and got back on my feet (do it a) A whole pack'a girls ridin' 20 deep in the street (let's do it again) We playin' catch a boy, freak a boy,
[Kweli + (woman's Voice)] Yea (yeaaah) Come on Uhh Yeah Kweli [Bridge] Yo Yo Ayo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder My hunger is like the