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the cool quest - hunger shit lyrics

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[intro: the cool quest]
life is a question, my answers are in the book
i’m tryna show ’em to the world but they’re shook
n0body wanna hear the truth, n-ggas always fearing proof
i need a new solution, dilluting my doubts within margins
far within the midst of greatness, they’re caught in the mist of lateness
that’s why they’re forever hating, say hold up, i’m never waiting
there’s nothing worth debating
the sh-t i be demonstrating seems to always be complacent

[chorus: the cool quest]
kingsbridge, fordham side
183, burnside
76, mount eden, ’70, ’67
’61 yankee stadium, we all up in that b-tch yo

[verse 1: the cool quest]
clever you see me, they bump me trying to be me
hoes f-ckin’ me like they need me, i freeze ’em
past i breeze em, f-ck with my ideology
prophecy, a diamond piece, b-tch that looks like delilah
bad for me but she’s fire, while i’m lighting fire
heinekens i acquire and guzzle until i’m quiet
p-ssed out on the couch, drool around my mouth i’m gone
middle of the party, next to a b-tch look like nia long
my freedom song, smoking a blunt, reading psalms
pretending i’m religious, relating statistics to fiction
staring at pictures like “that’s art kid, i see that”
hoes on they kneecaps, they know we just be that..we at

[chorus]

[verse 2]
i heard you ain’t sh-t, nor your mama
talking sh-t, well that’s karma
f-ck all the drama, i’m livin’
p-ssin in gr-ss of project courtyards
moet in the crib on chill
save it for your girl whenever she wanna chill
small time n-gga, and i’m just talkin’ about your tiny watch
she rockin, booty shorts saturated spots in the crotch
when i spit my life, i ain’t about spittin game
these n-ggas all the same, limited lames, gimmicks for fame
and i’m lame, come again?
pain ain’t cheap, i got the costly scars
yet no flossy cars, or gorgie broads
but i ain’t discouraged, i drop slugs from my head shotty
dead grotty how these rappers swear they got it
lyrical glocks, putting spherical shots in your logic
tryna dumb it down, that’s proposterous, f-ck outta here

[chorus]



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