Artist: P.O.S. Album: Unsorted Song: Hunger Pains Three Translated title:
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[First Verse] I know they hungry But, I don't think they want it inside Well, I'm gonna keep force feeding them till comets collide They vomit they lies and act all astonished when I Spit blood on a verse that is honestly mine Right from the atery A part of me courses through these blue veins I'm starving in the lunch line Eating up the food chain Giving anorexia a new name It's for the people who get full After a few grains of loose change So whose to blame Fools who hang on what the people said Or maybe it's they sidekicks Who try to keep their ego fed I got the needle and thread Sewing up they windpipe
So maybe they can stop inhaling other people's insight I'm midnight snacking on rapping To feed my appetite I see you jokers acting like those crumbs will keep you satisfied Yo, they must be on a passion strike I see the picket signs shouting Everybody who wants some props, just get in line Serving number 37 All of y'all just wait Good job, now pat yourself on the back And attach your vertabrae Slip a disk Your three-inch floppies make me sick Need to reboot quick Cause now you're dealing with the zip And a hard drive The live fire-wire taking the scsi(scuzzi) out They thinking about making a big noise but never shout (Shh!) Let's wake the baby with a baseball bat At least the screaming has a meaning, cat Consider that
[Chorus] Consider it Consider it a Consider it a promise not a threat, that we wreck mics Consider it Consider it a Consider it accomplished, keep your windpipe sealed tight Don't eat Don't eat Don't speak Can't speak Can't eat Can't eat Can't speak Don't eat Force feed (x6) All of y'all anorexia
[Verse 2] Dude, they might be hungry It seems they would rather shrivel and die Well, i'ma force feed 'em, treat 'em Till they choke on their pride They shielding their eyes, but no complaints These fucking stow-aways catch a free ride Like chim-chim in the trunk of the Mach 5 Backwards I'm bending and mending every broken stitch Steady, fending off bulemics Rock the same shit Well, I think it's all they got man, so won't you let it live Nah, they can watch me kill this fucking beat Cause I created it Why is it that they never take a risk When they laying bricks? My weight alone will serve them While they serving my favorite dish Spanish rice burritos and a plate of fish Damn, that sound good as hell man, I'm tasting it Now is he making sense? We eat, sleep, and pay the rent To make a track Wreck a show And laugh at y'all that play events Like, ha, HA! (x3) Now, Yo, Let's rap man!
[Chorus] Consider it a promise not a threat that we wreck mics Consider it accomplished, keep that wind pipe sealed tight Consider it a promise not a threat that we wreck mics Consider it accomplished, keep that wind pipe sealed tight Consider it (x8) Consider this Consider that Consider this Consider that Consider this Consider this
[Outro] 'I say fuck em' Yo (x3) 'Turbo, ok....stop!'
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