Hungry (feat. Rapper Big Pooh & Black Milk)

[Verse One] [Big Pooh]:
 A lot of pressure buildin' up in my chest plate
 Niggas beggin' for the album said they can't wait
 You hear the rumors dawg, I like to call it "bait"
 My fam on the horn askin' 'bout my mind state
 The mind's great, I'm sharper than I've ever been
 I'm on the beach overseas sippin' Seraphin
 Ain't no need for you to question if I ever been
 Only from the bottom that you learn to ass end
 I transcend any clique
 Rap's Agent O, I'm the last one they picked
 Now who payin' for it?
 I don't cry over milk spilt
 Place my fitted on tilt or keep steppin' like a champ
 The prize winner, the victor
 Leadin' man posin' in your girl's pictures
 I'm out here doin' the same
 Kept my mind on my money, I don't need the fame
 I can't sleep I'm on the grind, I'm hungry {x8}
 [Verse Two] [Black Milk]:
 I'm so nice like polite manners
 Flows nice as soon as I touch the mic handle
 Uh, the gun blam, it could leave a murder scene
 The Son Of Sam of hip hop, I murder everything
 I'm from the city where niggas is ape but ain't shit
 Niggas gorilla get your for your Bathing Ape kicks
 They say I'm Hollywood
 I take flicks and sign autographs on babe's tits
 Uh, I can't sleep I'm on the grind I'm hungry
 Take a risk, put it all on the line like laundry
 Uh, you can't call me and try to harm me
 I'll make you a dead man walkin' like zombies
 Like Mike in Thriller
 My rhyme sketches like a movie scene, I fight the villain
 Your game fell off track so I put it back on course
 I can't sleep I'm on the grind, I'm hungry {x8}