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eric booker - top gun lyrics

[intro]
yo, if you’re lucky, you get named in this game
huh, i got the tom cruise treatment early
(okhiphop)

[chorus]
badlands was the name that they gave me
like a fighter pilot, top gun
in the eating game, i’m not a baby
nose all in it since day one
seperate the meat from the gristle
hunger gets what hunger wants
stomach mad deep like an abyssal
and when it’s time for an eat off, gonna
sit, adjust, pray, then eat, uh
sit, adjust, pray, then eat, yeah
sit, adjust, pray, then eat
gonna say my grace then scarpe

[verse 1]
check it out, huh
once upon a time, there lived a man with an appetite greater than the whole sudan
who ate like a hungry lion, [?]
since he was a baby, couldn’t explain it
arrived on the doorstep like a stork
brought him in the basket with the knife and the fork
wrapped in the red blanket like he was [?]
superpower was a gut, like a bottomless pit
found by a bartender in [?]
they read the note attached to the baby’s head
said, “he’s a hungry one, man, feed him more
than the little shop of horror plant named seymour”
so they brought him in, showered him with love
fed copius amounts of drink and grub
but now he’s grown into the mighty oak
strong like a length of rope, now it’s time to name the bloke, uh
[chorus]
badlands was the name that they gave me
like a fighter pilot, top gun
in the eating game, i’m not a baby
nose all in it since day one
seperate the meat from the gristle
hunger gets what hunger wants
stomach mad deep like an abyssal
and when it’s time for an eat off, gonna
sit, adjust, pray, then eat
sit, adjust, pray, then eat
sit, adjust, pray, then eat
gonna say my grace then scarpe my plate
gonna sit, adjust, pray, then eat
sit, adjust, pray, then eat
sit, adjust, pray, then eat
gonna say my grace then scarpe my plate

[verse 2]
huh
hairy himey heat, kelly khlondike [?]
charlie chester chief, all the names of t++th
that i use to gnaw, rip apart like wars
start to finish, pray i extinguish
like fire over fire, charbroil their attire
roar, rotisserie makes the difference to me
hunger gets what it wants
‘specially when my stomach growls like rabbid dog, i’m like boss honk
at the table, napkin in my shirt, black colonel sanders
utensils in hand, nothin’ nice like
wash it down like coffee washes down [?]
the [?] takes no days off, [?]
i’m ready to psalm 23, verse 5
any adversary that thinks they’re live enough to eat
me for breakfast? i’ll gobble ’em up
then chug the drink that runneth over in their cup
top gun, baby

- eric booker lyrics

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