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Ras Kass

"Feed Me"

I’m still hungry
I’m  still hungry
Feed  me more
I’m still hungry
Yeah Yeah


We  in here with whino
BG  Knocc Out in the building
My n*gga Black Silver
Check  it
Silver

When a house
I’m in silver teslet
A  demanding job
With vagabond a Farakhan
Fast as Amazon DotCom
Change by a corner
In Avalon and Greenleaf
A pimp cuffed up the magic Don Juan
Salvatore Ferragamo split
Poor little f*cker

Never told him I was rigged
I got champagne tastes
With Thunderbird dough
Thecherry Koolaid
With that underworld flow
With the next felony
Dripping with low self-esteem
And we don’t want you hanging around
If you can’t help the team

I mean slay opposition
Stay on a mission
Pirates paragraph
I’m staying picking
Off of Rachel Ray’s kitchen
Play your position
Eric Hernandez in 81 years
With a kick stand
Rappers OG
But really so soft
With they Michael Jacksons hands
So I slap they nose off

Refrain
Seeing those 20s and 10s
I’m still hungry
Benjamins stuck to his skin
I’m still hungry
Every single city we send
Meal to a beal to keep it in
Feed me more
Feed me more

I ain’t the one to play
I ain't the one to talk to
I ain’t the one to stand around and play with you
And you already heard how i get down
I have your ass shaking when i come around

Light a match up
Jack that hammer
Into the concrete
Brick that ground
Flash math force
Thisa crash course
I’m focused
You gonna need a task force
With a battering ram
To even challenge the man
I’m in my opus

You can damage the plan
Or even manage to scam
Without putting amateur fam
And I ain’t sorry
See by now I just happen to be
Socially Iconic
Tossing the profound
So there’s no erasing me
And that’s ironic

Cause i’ve been found to be
Not so approachable
At times
And it ain’t the rhymes
Cause that’s butter
I mean the way they melt and spread
The flavor
That rich condiment edge
Keep money be dominant
I’ll be praying cause it’s so hood
Effervescent as ever
And I ain’t trying to be clever
Some sh*t just is what it is
Wet stuff get stuff
We get it how we can get it

Refrain:
Seeing those 20s and 10s
I’m still hungry
Benjamins stuck to his skin
I’m still hungry
Every single city we send
Meal to a beal to keep it in
Feed me more
Feed me more


I ain’t the one to play
I ain't the one to talk to
I ain’t the one to stand around and play with you
And you already heard how i get down
I have your ass shaking when i come around


I’m nocturnal like the shade
When the dark pervades
Club city jumping out of escalates with caves
No strays just precision killers
Tactical militia missions
Display the bodies like a murderous exposition
Mortitians in toe tags
Wrong place wrong time
n*gga that’s your bad
Maniacal boat cab
With action to back it
I’m on site like the foreman
He ask for the ratchet
I let him have it

187 with malice is G status
Slow low fo fo fo
All the OB is G habits
Pola miss soda is for the cook up
A half here a half there
Every time I look up
The cashand the Astin
91 mashing
I do this quite often
I put it up
And I”m off to Carson

Had a crash there
They called it back from a cul de sac
No I got the plugs
So they ask him where the Yola at?
I told him that
It’s the little homey Mario
Wanted for the low
You gotta come to me body O



Seeing those 20s and 10s
I’m still hungry
Benjamins stuck to his skin
I’m still hungry
Every single city we send
Meal to a beal to keep it in
Feed me more
Feed me more


I ain’t the one to play
I ain't the one to talk to
I ain’t the one to stand around and play with you
And you already heard how i get down
I have your ass shaking when i come around

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