Food For My Stomach Lyrics - Blood Moon: Year Of The Wolf - Game

Beast on the loose and my stomach is rumblin' 

These niggas out here is food for my stomach 

Get the fuck out the way when the lions is comin' 

The elephant's stompin', gorillas is jumpin' 

The snakes full of venom, the wolves out and huntin' 

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo 

In this concrete jungle, in this concrete jungle, woo 

I sink in my teeth cause these niggas is sweet 

Predator to the prey, you should pray for the weak 

Spray out Caprices, drive by with the reaper 

I hang out the window like I'm an AC 

Bodies turn cold after losing your pulse 

Turn that dude to a ghost like the homie SP 

Yeah, from the LAX with these bars I keep locked 

Ain't a prison, I'm free, I can rap in my sleep 

Dude on the post with rocks using shots 

They come back to your ass like an offensive rebound 

Funeral home on the speed dial 

When God call your number 

Man, trust me, there won't be no re-dial 

We out here every day, they acting senile 

Year of the wolf, niggas 'bout to hear me out 

This beat I'mma wreck while these gorillas beat on their chest 

West swing, I'm knocking their trees down 

So go in your temple 

These niggas is dinner from January all the way to December 

Shouldn't have played with my killers 

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Real trill nigga with a hairpin trigger 

I'm surrounded by the killers, I just got it like that 

Rappers always talking "you ain't 'bout it like that" 

I went out the hood to get it then I brought it right back 

Blood money rider, keep the chopper right beside 'em 

F&N fully loaded, that's for any nigga want it 

This sound like I got the shit perfected don't it? 

Grab a cartrige, get to sparkin a targetin like all of my opponents 

Raise these haters up off of me 

Talk some cash when you talk to me 

I ain't got no love for you if you ain't getting guwop with me 

All my niggas from day one who I'm gon take to the top with me 

And this shotty on me, got that boy walkin so awkwardly 

I was raised in the wild with them lions and tigers 

Nothing but paper excite us, bitch we were born be fighters 

And I'm from BME, the G in me won't let me back down 

Underground king without a crown, how I sound? 

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